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"You comfortable enough," Micheal jokes as you buried yourself between him and a few decorative pillows on the suede sofa.
It was something about his house that made you feel way more at home than your own.
"I'm sorry," you apologized while getting up and scooting away, "I just been picking up more hours at the hospital and I'm just—."
"No need to explain, you deserve it you work hard," he admitted as he grabbed your legs and sat them across his lap.
He removed your burgundy knit socks revealing your polished toes. He started to gently massage your foot and you leaned back in pure heaven.
"You don't have to do that," you objected as he looked at you and rolled his eyes.
"If not me then who?" He asked. "You deserve this and more Yn let someone take care of you for once." Butterflies welled up in your stomach you never really had the princess treatment.
Your mother practically groomed you to be strong and independent. You were beautiful but, most importantly you had your own long before Micheal. He admired your drive and work ethic beauty and brains was his weakness.
Feeling gentle pecks go up your leg it sent shivers against your spine. Goosebumps covered you as you watched Micheal seductively his hands slowly crept up your thigh as it lead to your warm haven.
He parted your lips with his index finger feeling your moist heat.
Dipping two fingers into your honey pot you gasped widening your legs giving him better access. He grazed your swollen pearl with his thumb as he moved it around in circles.
"Yes," you moaned gripping the coach cushion with your back slightly arched. Continuing his combo you started to shake as he attacked your lips with his own.
You followed his lead as you would break mid kiss to moan. Your juices oozed onto his fingers as he removed them before sticking them in his mouth tasting you.
Looking at him you bit down on your lip this man was truly a work of art. "Taste yourself," he said while tongue kissing you slowly. _____
