Malone
His mouth is manipulating mine in ways that should be illegal in all the states as well as half the world as we lay in his bed later, kissing for all we're worth. At some point our bathing suits came off, and he went to town on my neck, all the way down my chest, to my ribcage and now my stomach. Which is where he is right now, gazing up at me.
“What are you doing?" I'm breathless, sure I know where that mouth of his will be next, but I don't want to make assumptions.
“I'm feeling a little hungry," he pulls his bottom lip in between his teeth. A move that is so undeniably sexy I want to give him the praise he deserves. I mean I feel myself get wetter as I watch his tongue stroke his lip.
“Are you? What are you hungry for?" I play along, twirling my hard n****e in between my fing
