Graphic description of oral sex, person with a vagina=receiving
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"You're sure about that?" The look in his wide eyes is beyond the point of need, who knew such simple words could make a man like Roman Godfrey crumble? Just the thought of you, his best friend, bent over for him.....he can't take it.
"I'm sure about that." It's not a second after, that your body is pushed against the hard kitchen counter, Romans lips pressed flush against your own pair as he leans down and captures your hips with his large, eager hands. His mouth is softer than you could have ever imagined, lips pillowy and warm and making your own pair tingle with anticipation.
Kissing him is sort of like eating your favorite food; the more you taste it, the more it's on your tongue and the more of it you divulge in, the more you want it, and you're not sure if you'll ever be satiated.
Your own hands seem to automatically rest on his torso, the firm yet invitingly soft muscle being massaged underneath your wandering fingertips. Your hands then smooth over his heaving chest, finding their way to the strong and broad pair of shoulders that you feel as if you could hang on to forever. His skin is hot and smooth, and you suddenly wonder what the rest of him feels like.
You then feel his smooth, wet tongue slowly coax into your mouth as you two move like crashing waves against one another. His fingertips have found the back of your neck, his free hand gripping you close by one of your soft hips, shirt becoming bunched in his palm.
You're then suddenly spun around, so fast you think you might have whiplash as your eyes look down at the marble countertop and your hands rest on the cold surface. His front comes into contact with your bottom, and you feel chills descend down your spine as his hands wander your body.
"So pretty, I can smell how wet you are already. You must taste... fucking delicious." He's lost in his lewd thoughts as your bottoms suddenly seem to be pulled down to your ankles, his hands quickly maneuvering them over our shoes until the garment is being tossed to the side and you watch it slide across his kitchen floor.
Your body feels hot, tingling wherever his hands are. You gasp as he turns you back around, capturing your lips in a vicious kiss once more before slipping his slender fingers underneath the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head and tossing it to the floor with the rest of your clothing.
His eyes feast upon your figure, plush lips moving down to suckle on your neck, tongue peeking out as he moves to his next destination; your collarbones and chest. Your hands find refuge in his messy brown locks as his large hands grip onto your hips, his knees slowly making contact with the floor the lower he gets.
