I kept rolling my tongue in like I would never have enough of him. Sucking at its deep end, my arms tightened faster and with intensity, pulling his body closer. I didn't want this to end; this strange feeling, this obsession, this intensity.
Throwing myself above him, as he fell on the chair, we stopped for a second. His lips were apart, breathing hard and so was mine. There was something there; and whatever it was, I wanted it so bad.
"Please..."
His plea left me thinking nothing.
I was above, on his lap.
My lips lurched for a taste.
And I wanted nothing but just him.
I pulled in and out, feeling for the intensity.
"I want it"
I kept pleading.
Our moans and grunts were meeting the state of desire. His tongue was lolling inside, while it entirely took my breath away. My face sma
