Page 13 of Grace's Revelation
Her shorts rode up on one side. I stared at the curve of her perfect ass.
She sat the leather case on the counter and unzipped it. She retrieved a tiny pair of scissors.
I pushed down the urge to lean over and kiss her bare shoulders. To push her hair away and lay kisses down her neck and skin. To taste her and feel her underneath me again.
The air grew thin in here. I took a deep breath but it wasn’t enough.
She sat back down on the toilet.
She didn’t bother ignoring the tent I’d made with the towel. She grinned an evil little smirk and went to work on removing the stitches.
It didn’t hurt, or I had enough sexual endorphins in my body and felt no pain.
When she leaned over and kissed the sensitive scarred flesh. My cock rose to full attention.
My sweet little innocent Grace knew exactly what she was doing.
She laid soft little kisses across my side and over my abs.
She reached under the towel and ran her nails up my inner thigh.
I held in a groan, but my heart raced.
She looked up at me. Those sweet innocent eyes blinked as she cupped my balls in one hand. They ached and throbbed.
She massaged them.
My body buzzed with anticipation.
I reached behind me and gripped the towel rack to steady myself. My legs were close to giving out.
She removed the towel and it fell to the ground.
My cock stood at attention and waited for Grace to make her next move.
She grinned and licked her lips.
A low hum escaped my throat.
She put her lips on the side of my cock, near the base, and nibbled at the skin.
I grunted.
She slid her lips down the side of my shaft to the tip. She did the same little nibble.
I winced and white knuckled the rack.
She worked her way down the other side with more little kisses.
Her hands switched between both of my balls and massaging the little patch of skin behind them.
I risked letting go and pushed a hand through her curls onto the back of her head.
She grabbed my shaft with the other hand and placed the tip on her lips. Her mouth was wet and warm. She worked her way down my shaft.
I flexed my fingers on her scalp, but didn’t push. I held on as I sunk deeper and deeper into her beautiful mouth.
The sight of my cock disappearing between Grace’s lips were the stuff of legendary jerk off sessions and had been since I knew what a blowjob was. Nothing compared to the reality.
