This is for you.

For FHD, because I couldn't link it to a PM.

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Lick away, Bubba! ;) :D :kiss:
 
A feline stretch drapes her over the chaise. Her bare feet dangling languidly over one end as she eyes his entry with keen interest. Her head cants when he closes the door behind him. Gazes meet. That moment of stillness is brief. Her long legs swivel off the back of the chaise and her hands brace herself up. The robe was wrapped loosely over her body and that moment of action affords him a glimpse of white lace before the view is taken away.

There are no kisses when she finally stands before him. It was unlike her. One who so enjoyed the expressive meeting of lips to avoid his now. Rather, her hand reaches for him. Hooking two fingers under the collar of his button up and ripping downward. Hard. The buttons pop and fabric rips where buttons would not yield. Her other hand went to the belt. Undoing it, and pulling it off sharply, the loose end whipping the air before it clatters to the ground behind her.

He held his ground. A slight sway the only counterbalance to her aggression.

She strips him without ceremony. The pants unbuttoned and unzipped slide without protest to the ground as he steps free. That he went without boxers brings the glimmering of a smile to her eyes. Her gaze having never left his this entire time.

There were no words. No platitudes of affection. This was beyond that. This was lust. Pure and simple. The atmosphere was thick with it and no words would conceal it, or do it justice.

A lone finger presses against his chest. A gentle push and he yields to her lead. A slow dance as she pushes him towards the bed behind him. Until the back of his knee touches the mattress and he sits.

The finger trails downward. The front of her robe falls loosely, to allow him a view of her pert breasts. Her fingertips brush against the crown of his hardening prick, as her palm slides down and her fingers gently close around his balls. His cock jumps at the soft squeeze of her hand. Rapidly coming alive as her hand slides upwards to smooth her fingertips over his crown.

Her eyes watch him still, even when his gaze wavers to the sensations she inflicts. Her other hand draws lightly over his knee, spreading his legs further than they were already as she sinks to the floor. She looks up from there. There is no silent query. No askance in her eyes. Just the predatory gleam, that what she wants, will be hers.

Her tongue darts out to taste him. She can smell him. The musk of his arousal tempered with the dull edge of sweat. Him. All this she tastes on his skin, her tongue capturing the first droplets of his essence. She takes her time. Her tongue drawing wet lazy paths along the veins of his prick, enjoying that sharp intake of breath when she flutters over that tender spot.

Her lips part for him, quickly enveloping him in the warmth of her mouth. Her small hand wrapping around the remaining length she failed to take in. Her hands are tiny. The one hand scarcely circles his girth, but she tries anyways. Starting the steady stroke of her hand and keeping time to the slow bob of her head. Her tongue flutters the underside of his cock as she presses forward, then languid circles on his crown as he leaves the warmth of her mouth. It’s a steady rhythm.

In a moment of greed, she pushes deep. Unsure if she can take him, but she tries. For herself. For him. Her nose presses to the curls of his pubes, and her body shudders for the air that she denies. She holds herself there, before coming up for that gasp of oxygen and returning to her rhythm again. Broken every so often in a crossbeat as she lets him push to the depths of her throat.

His hand coils into her hair. Demanding. Wanting. Needing. She yields to his lead. Letting his hips lift to fuck her mouth. Working him into that frenzy of lust they’re so familiar with. She wants the beast. The primal. Him.

She wants to be fucked

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This is the first shipment of words. The ones my uncooperative muse can recall. I need to sleep. So I stopped here.

I don't know who this is for. It definitely has the names Chronie, FD, Scuttles, Thyri, Brit, Palemoon on the list. I think Freekles would like it too, but I'm not sure. I don't work with people enough to know. If this is up your alley, if you don't mind letting her drive, if you enjoyed this scene, this is for you.
 
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This is the first shipment of words. The ones my uncooperative muse can recall. I need to sleep. So I stopped here.

I don't know who this is for. It definitely has the names Chronie and FD on the list. Those two were the obvious ones. I think Scuttles, Freekles would like it too, but I'm not sure. I don't work with people enough to know. If this is up your alley, if you don't mind letting her drive, if you enjoyed this scene, this is for you.

Wow... that was damned fantastic.

For me or not, I really enjoyed it. And, I didn't have to wait three months to stumble across it, either. :D
 
I don't know who this is for. It definitely has the names Chronie, FD, Scuttles on the list. The obvious ones. I think Freekles would like it too, but I'm not sure. I don't work with people enough to know. If this is up your alley, if you don't mind letting her drive, if you enjoyed this scene, this is for you.

Damn, VT! I don't even have a penis (except for the toys in my nightstand) and I enjoyed it!:eek:
 
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This is the first shipment of words. The ones my uncooperative muse can recall. I need to sleep. So I stopped here.

I don't know who this is for. It definitely has the names Chronie, FD, Scuttles, Thyri, Brit on the list. I think Freekles would like it too, but I'm not sure. I don't work with people enough to know. If this is up your alley, if you don't mind letting her drive, if you enjoyed this scene, this is for you.

I will echo what has been said already because there is no better way to put it. Dammmmmn! So good!
 
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