Taking the Edge off

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If I don't put space between us I'm going to snap. But I love being in his arms. He's holding me close and rubbing my shoulders while I kiss his neck and nibble on his ear lobe.

I should un lock my legs from around his hips and swim back to the dock . B .... baby I half moan in his ear when his hands rub across my hips and thighs.

Yes darlin he answers biting my neck and tightening his grip. What does my baby need?
Well that's a loaded question if I've ever heard on I say kissing his jaw line. Question isn't the only thing I've got loaded for ya babe. He laughs at his own joke.

Trust me I've noticed. I tell him as I wiggle out of his grip. No way to miss that. Honestly I'm very curious but little apprehensive. I tell him honestly trying to hide the blush I feel creeping into my face.

He swims after me turning me to face him when he reaches me. How long has it been baby girl? ... he asks impatiently waiting for my answer. 4 years I tell him quickly.
Look at me Little Bit. B says tipping my face up so I'm looking in his eyes. I promise you I'll be gentle baby. And there's no rush. I will make damn sure youre thoroughly taken care of first. That should make things less uncomfortable until you get use to me. He says placing small kisses all over my face.

The evening air this time of year in Georgia was so hot I was pretty much dry before B carried me back to the tree. Well not all of me. ... that man can make me melt with just one look, so being in his arms made a sticky mess between my thighs no matter how hard I tried to fight it.

I expected him to put me on my feet when we got to the willow, but he didn't. He sat down in the pile of pillows and laid me in his lap so much back was against his chest. A sweet kiss and B whispering, lay back and enjoy are the last things I can remember before the world started spinning.

7. Seven is when I stopped trying to count. That man took me over the edge seven times with just his fingers! When he finally stopped my nipples were rock hard and I could barely move. But somehow managed to wrap my arms around his neck and curl up in his lap.

I wanted to catch my breath but the second I felt how hard he was air didn't seam that important. Taking him in my hand I could tell he was ready to explode any second.
He tried to whisper something in my ear, but it came out in intangible groans. Dead give away that my man enjoyed the last 10 minutes as much as I did. And its time to return the favor.

I planned on dragging things out, taking my time. A few soft strokes down his shaft had my hand covered in his pre cum. That's the pace I was going to keep when B laid his hand on top of mine, tightening my grip and moving my hand faster.
Please baby girl he says through gritted teeth. Please what? I ask knowing damn well what he wants.

He tried to answer me but the surprise of me taking him in my mouth must have been to much. Holy hell was all he could manage.
I didn't think it was possible but the man got harder as I sucked on him, ran my tongue around the head, and massaged his balls. His hands fisted in my hair with a death grip were also a good indication he liked what I was doing.

I could feel him go ridged right as he tried to warn me. Harper I'm. ..... was all he could tell me before I felt him release and slide down the back of my throat.

Resting my head on his thigh I finally caught my breath. I thought he was going to pull me up along side of him. That's not what happened.

As he lifted my body B slid under me nipping and kissing my stomach and hips. Hold your self up for me baby. I'm hungry after that. He told me as he ran his tongue up and down my thighs. Arching my back parted my thighs the rest of the way. B instantly ran his tongue through my folds and found my sweet spot. Mine. All mine he told me with a mouth full of my flesh.

All yours Brantley was all I could manage as he slid two fingers inside me. Damn baby girl you're gonna kill me. I gotta massage this looses before I can slide in there. He tells me between licks. Do what you need to Brantley. Its all yours BG. I tell him trying to breath.

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