94. Breathless

Abigail Hayes

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The supposed divine taste was salty, but I was going to go with whatever he said.

He pulled away for a few seconds to take off his pants, leaving him in just his briefs, and then he went back to kissing me while grinding on me. He kissed me everywhere his mouth could reach; my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my neck, my breasts, my stomach.

It was like he was trying to have a taste of every part of my body and it excited me but he was wasting too much time.

I tried to flip us around but I forgot how strong George was without even trying and it resulted in him laughing. “What is it, baby? You want to top?” He asked, scraping his teeth on my neck before licking the newly formed bruise. I didn’t even wince. I was already used to his antics after having him for more than six months.

Because I was a blushing mess every time I was with him even in the middle of sex, I nodded with a blush.

“You could have just asked.” Without much effort, he flipped us around so that I was on top