Part-1
I look up and over my tablet. She sits on the other side of the couch reading. We always joke we are the perfect combo-me a gamer boy, her a book girl. We can spend time together doing the things we like to do. After losing my third match in a row, I was getting frustrated. I read the title of her book, and it gives no clue as to what she is reading. I black my screen, but hold it in place, trying for coy. "Whatcha reading?"
She looks at me with a smirk. "It's about a guy and girl who meet in a coffee shop. Then start a relationship-pretty standard stuff. Oh, he's a secret serial killer, and she's the detective hunting him down. But they don't know it. You know, the usual."
"Any fun scenes?" I wiggle my toes under her thigh.
She chuckles. "A few pages back she gave him head for the first time. But it wasn't really descriptive." She squeezes her thighs together.
"Oh. Any other scenes that wer more descriptive?" I set my tablet on the coffee table. I crawl over her, put her bookmark in place, and set her book next to my tablet.
"Not really," she huffs through aroused breaths, spreading her legs and wrapping them around me. "You remember that one you read a few months back?
Where the countess was fucking her chauffeur in secret?" I say between planting kisses along her jawline. "Mmmhmm. The one I read to you when you were eating me out?" She whimpers as I twirl my tongue around her earlobe. "Mmmhmm. You know that one scene I really liked?" I moan against her cheek, trailing my lips toward hers.
"Where he fucks her from behind in front of the mirro...." My mouth is on hers, cutting her off. Our tongues find each other in the way we enjoy. Our fingers fumble at our clothes, wanting to work them off. I break the kiss and peel her shirt off. Our lounge clothes typically mean no underwear. Her gorgeous breasts are already free for me, nipples swollen with lust. "Yeah. That one. It gave me an idea I want to try."
Her focus is on my shorts; undoing the button and zipper as she says, "Okay."😉
To be continued........
