Page 45 of Silver Fake

CHAPTER15

Lisa

My body is an inferno,and the fire is only getting hotter.

Every place that John touches me is like having electricity ravishing me, striking all the way down to my core.

But as amazing as it feels having his thick length pressing into me through his pants while we kiss, it's not enough.

I need to feel all of him.

It's a craving that has been building these last few days. And if I don't satisfy it soon I know I'll explode.

Up until this point, John has had me pinned against the wall. But now he flips me around so that my nipples are pebbling against the wallpaper.

Then he licks the outer shell of my ear.

"You look so pretty in the dress." He pushes my hair over one shoulder, uncovering my back. Then I feel his fingers move to the top of my zipper. "But I need to see you naked. Now."

He drags the zipper slowly down my back, exposing my skin to the cool air in the room. Then he pulls the dress down my legs until I'm wearing nothing more than my black thong.

He presses a kiss to my bared ass then sits back on his heels and says, "Step out for me."

I pick up my feet one at a time, and he pulls my dress off, tossing it to the couch behind us. He trails his hands up my legs, starting at my ankles, moving so slowly.

When he reaches the swell of my ass, he gives the left one a playful slap.

"Goddamn, Lisa," he groans. "Your body is fucking perfect.Youare fucking perfect."

He grabs me by the hips and turns me back around. Then he presses a kiss just above my panty line and looks up at me from the ground.

"And now I'm going to worship you," he says.

With the straps of my thong around his thumbs and John pulls down and tosses it away. Then he drapes my thighs over his shoulders, holding them apart, so I'm spread wide open in front of him.

He runs his tongue up the center of my sex and circles my clit. Then he nips it with his teeth.

My head falls back, hitting the wall, but I don't care.

"You taste like heaven." He runs his flattened tongue up my sex like I'm his favorite flavor of ice cream.

I cry out, and he does it again.

His tongue circles my clit, and then presses deep inside of me. Instinctively, I thread my fingers through his hair and pull his face closer.

"No, don't be shy, sweetheart," His muffled voice rumbles through my folds. "Pull my hair. Show me how good I'm making you feel."

My legs are shaking so hard that I don't know how he's still managing to hold me up.

I can feel the current building within me, and I know it's not going to take long for me to come. I squeeze my eyes shut.

"Open your eyes, Lisa," he says. It's an order, sending chills through me.

I bite my lip and look down at him between my legs.

"Play with your tits for me while I eat your pussy," he growls. "And turn your head towards the window. I want you to see the stars when I make you come all over my tongue."

My body jerks against him, and I nearly lose it just with his words.

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