“Todd.”
“Yes?” His eyes glanced up at her, though his mouth didn’t stop its gentle assault on her breasts.
“Can you kiss…” She stuttered to a halt. God, to think she could hear herself making this request. “Can you kiss my n*****s? Please?”
“Of course.” Without any fuss, he hitched himself higher, his hot mouth coming down on her left breast, right where she wanted it, where she needed it. Instinctively, her back arched, forcing more and more of her tit into his mouth, and she found her hands on the back of his head, holding him in place.
God, it was too much! Or maybe it wasn’t enough. Fire bloomed along her nerves as his tongue flicked out, drawing circles around the tip of her breast with agonizing slowness. Below, she could feel a rush of wetness flood her loins. Todd’s shaft was a
