Early June evening. His apartment. Door barely shut, Joel pulls me close. Strong arms crush me against his chest. Hearts pound wild. Lips meet soft at first. Then hunger explodes. Tongues tangle, fierce. Hands roam desperate. His cock hardens against my belly. Pulse races. Skin burns hot. I can’t wait. Fingers rip his shirt open. Kiss his muscled chest. Inhale his scent—musky, intoxicating. Hands slide down. Feel those abs, ripped tighter than I dreamed. Kneel slow. Face level with his bulge. Trembling fingers unzip. Boxer down. His cock springs free—long, thick, veined, throbbing. Grip it firm. Stroke the shaft. Rub it on my cheek. Skin velvet over steel. Eyes shut. Mouth opens wide. Suck deep. Tongue swirls the head, teases the frenulum. He groans loud. Breath ragged. Cock swells bigger in my throat. Saliva drips. He yanks me up. Buttons pop on my dress. It pools at my feet. Bra snaps off. Tits bounce free. He dives in, kneads them rough. Pinches nipples hard. Sucks one deep, bites gentle. Heat floods my core. Pussy aches, soaked.
Red Confessions: The Night Desire Ignited My Body
- by Phoenix