CXVI
CXVI
"right there.." my moan was breathless as he nipped my earlobes, my fingers run through his locks as his fingers gripped my add.
We push deeper into the living room. His suit jacket flying into the air and landing somewhere away from us. His mouth disconnect from my body for a second for him to take it off. His eyes had darkened to what I call the horny shade, his mouth had a lopsided sexy grin plastered on it. He was so sexy.
My hands find his hair again and i run my hands through his soft locks as our lips meet. The kiss is hot and passionate, his fingers running up and down my curves.
I groan out loud, not from pleasure but annoyance, I was still on my period, albeit the last day but still riding the crimson wave.
Kenny pauses his mouth work, his hands slowed as they caress my skin, I feel goosebumps appearing wherever his hands lingered.
"Did I do something wrong?" He asked, his eyes so earnest and worried because I made a sound of displeasure. He was so cute, I chuckle and kiss his nose. My lips still tingling from how magical the kiss actually was.
"No, on the contrary you have done everything right. So right even. It is just.." I groan in frustration again.
"Tell me." His voice soft and buttery, almost compelling.
I blush, this was going to ruin what was going so smoothly. I would hate to ruin the mood. But he nudges me gently with the tip of his nose.
"Tell me what worries you malady."
I giggle. And then relent.
"I am still.. on my period."
He blinked, like what I said was not computing.
"Does it still hurt? You have cramps? Do you need me to do anything for You?"
He was so sweet that I melt into his sugary arms.
"No No, not that, it does not hurt Any more than a dulled ache. it's just going to ruin this." I gesture wildly between us.
He looks confused for a second and then his brows jump into his locks.
"Look at you. You naughty girl."
I blush.
"I took into account that you are on your period. There are lots of things we can do when you are on your period, like kissing you. That is infact something I love doing. I can do it for as long as I want." He kissed my mouth as if to say, 'see?'
"Well, there are a few things I can do for you whilst riding the crimson wave." I say as my hands finally leave his hair and fall to his chest.
His eyes darken again.
"Show me." His voice was a sexy whisper.
And I do show him.
I pepper kisses along his jawline, loving the rough feel of his jaw against my lips, his small gasps of pleasure fueled my agenda as I pushed him deeper into the living room and on his sofa. Our fingers work simultaneously together as we work on his shirt buttons. And it joined his suit jacket on the wooden floors. As my mouth worked it's way down his sparsely haired chest. His hands tighten around my waist, causing my hips to grind ever so softly against him.
"Oh fuck.." He gasped in pleasure.
His gasps sent ripples of pleasure down my spine. I continue to rock my hips slowly as my mouth worked on his chest, soon he was shivering in pleasure beneath me. My tongue darts out to flick his nipple. Erupting a groan out of him. I smile to myself and as I play with one nipple with my hand and the other with my tongue as my hips continue to grind on his stiff manhood.
"Please.." He managed to squeeze out of his gasps.
I pause working on his nipple to ask, "Please what Kenny?"
He breathed hard through his nostrils as I flick his nipple.
"Please.. don't stop.." he heaved.
"Don't stop what Kenny? You have to be specific." I say without touching his chest. My hips had changed motion to quick and small bounces.
He was positively out of breath. His eyes find mine and his expression had genuine curiosity in them.
"Please.."" was all he was able to get out before my tongue darts out and licks a nipple. He shivered, gasps of pleasure spilling from his lips. I reach over to his neck, and sniff, he smelled manly, that sent a wave if pleasure down my legs, causing me to tingle from want.
My fingers work their way down his chest. All the way down, lingering on his waist and the hem of his pants. He takes a sharp inhale. I climb down his waist. And Christ his bulge was huge. So huge that my mouth watered at the sight of it.
Hurriedly my fingers pried his pants open, leaving him in his white boxer briefs. I could feel myself soaking wet and it was not the crimson wave. I missed this so much. I cursed mother nature for depriving me.
Gingerly I reach out and run my finger up and down his shaft that was still very much cased in his boxer briefs. He hissed in pleasure.
I go on my knees in between his legs. My hand cups his manhood and it does not fit.
"So fucking huge." I whisper.
He groaned in response.
I lick him from the boxers. Causing him to inhale sharply. I continue my wet tongue assault. Till the boxer is wet and transparent. For every lick it grows larger in his briefs, I know it should start to hurt so I peel it off him. And his manhood springs to life. Jumping at my face and ready for more. He was larger than I remember. My mouth watered at the sight and my puss throbbed in helpless desire. A desire so large I could drown in it.
I look up at Kenny. His eyes darker than dark. I stare at him, waiting, waiting for What? I have no idea, but I was mesmerized by how he looked. I guess I was waiting for an order.
And I get it.
"Suck it."
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