SASSY💋

π| FORTY ONE

π| FORTY ONE

***This blonde woman is bound to make me forget who I am before I come***

~Carmen~

She was Pretty.

You clearly agreed to that, to your mind speaking to you somewhere in the back of your head.

She had that smile on her face, the I will possess every inch of you till you can not speak smile. So you stared at her.

"What do you have in mind?" you asked her as she ran her hands over you. She giggled at your question.

"Everything,' she said seductively.

"Then, I look forward to it," you said to her,"gladly," you finished.

"Stay tuned," she whispered as she leaned dangerously into you, coaching you with her body to go lower till your back met the bed, you beneath her.

"I am." Then she kissed you softly, her lips skimming your lightly at first, until it became a deep spittle wet french kiss. She kissed you intensely yet lazily, a promise of what was to come for you, from her. Her glided lazily into your speech orifice, determined to taste each and every corner with her breath heavy on your face. You let her do all of the work, allowed her to taste for only a moment before one of your hands went to the back of her head to guide her closer to you but deeper into the already deep kiss.

You tasted her then, every inch of her mouth all over again; from the roof to the bottom to every spittle wet corner. She tasted like nothing but Rachel.Her taste warm and soothing in your mouth. You sucked softly on her lips as a small moan left her mouth and her breathing grew heavier. And next you were tasting the corners of her mouth, leaving behind a trail of desire and want, one that made her moan again, sounds that threatened to destroy all of your self control.

One minute she was bare, naked against you, and the next minute she was rubbing against you in a haste, her body pressing against yours for you arched into hers.The warmth of her breast on your made your nipples hard as fuck,eliciting slight sweet tremors from you, causing you to bite her neck in search of a certain stability that only you knew and could understand. She cried out softly at the bitter sweet feeling.

"Carmen," she murmured softly as she stared back down at you. You laughed at her amused face. She laughed too. "I will return the gesture."

"You have my permission," you humoured her. She laughed again at your word.

"I do not need it Carmen. You are here, with me,I can do to you whatever I choose with or without your consent."

"Is that a threat?" You whispered as she began to kiss your clavicle. You moaned as she left a rather visible hickey.

"Honestly Carmen," she paused for a moment to look down at you, "I wish it were. I just wish it were." Then, she laughed again.

~OmaPhinaPhire🔥