Confessions of an Occasionally Monogomous Siren

How It Started

"What turns you on?", he asks me in the low growl that drives me absolutely insane. I slowly fall to my knees and look up at him through long eyelashes, "Let me show you." He runs his thumb across my bottom lip and I take it into my mouth. My lips wrap around it, envolping that salty, yet familar, taste. Being the little tease that I am, I rise off my knees and pull him to the bed and between my legs. Rolling us over in order to stradle his chest, I hold his arms above his chest and tug at his bottom lip with my teeth. "You're mine tonight," I say before kissing the sexy man underneath me with an intensity that lets him know exactly what I want.
Flipping me on my back and wasting very little time, he works two fingers into the tightest hole he's ever been inside. He watches my back arch as those fingers pump faster and as I tighten around them, he let's me see him touch himself, enough to make me cum. My moans turn into a loud scream and his fingers enter my mouth, the familiar sweet taste of what he's done to me spreads across my tongue. "This is what turns me on," he growls before taking a deep bite into the skin of my neck.