the next day I go for a run I have not been on a run for a long time & so I did & after that when I get home & I take a shower then David walk into my room
Phoebe: what are you doing here?
I ask shocking
David: I came here to see you babe
he said then he lock my door Oh My... then he walk up to me
David: I have not fuck you for a week
he said
IF YOU ARE UNDER AGES OR YOU DON'T WANT TO READ SEX SCENE THEN DON'T READ IT THIS IS A WARING
then I undo the button of his shirt and very slowly lean forward, making my intention clear. He's holding his breath, but stands stock-still as I plant a gentle kiss among the soft, exposed curls. I undo the final button and lift my face to him. He's gazing at me, and there's a look of satisfaction, calm, and . . . wonder on his face.
Phoebe: It's getting easier, isn't it?
I whisper.
He nods as I slowly push his shirt off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
David: What have you done to me, Phoebe?
he murmurs
David: Whatever it is, don't stop
And he gathers me in his arms, fisting both his hands in my hair and pulling my head right back so that he can have easy access to my throat.
He runs his lips up to my jaw, nipping softly. I groan. Oh, I want this man. My fingers fumble at his waistband, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper.
David: Oh, baby
he breathes as he kisses me behind my ear. I feel his erection, firm and hard, straining against me. I want him—in my mouth. I step back abruptly and drop to my knees.
David: Whoa?
he gasps.
I tug his pants and boxers sharply, and he springs free. Before he can stop me, I take him into my mouth, sucking hard, enjoying his shocked astonishment as his mouth drops open. He gazes down at me, watching my every move, eyes so dark and filled with carnal bliss. Oh my. I sheath my teeth and suck harder. He closes his eyes and surrenders to this blissful carnal pleasure is so arousing. I know what I do to him, and it's hedonistic, liberating, and sexy as hell. The feeling is heady, I'm not just powerful—I'm omniscient.
David: Fuck
he hisses and gently cradles my head, flexing his hips so he moves deeper inside my mouth. Oh yes, I want this and I swirl my tongue around him, pulling hard . . . over and over.
David: Phoebe
He tries to step back.
Oh no you don't, White. I want you. I grab his hips firmly, doubling my efforts, and I can tell he's close.
David: Please
he pants
David: I'm gonna come, Phoebe
he groans.
Good. My inner goddess's head is thrown back in ecstasy, and he comes, loudly and wetly, into my mouth.
He opens his bright gray eyes, gazing down at me, and I smile up at him, licking my lips. He grins back at me, a wicked, salacious grin.
David: Oh, so this is the game we're playing, Miss Grey?
