Page 116 of Stolen Kisses

"So, what's your big plan?"

I took the box with the baklava and held one above her. A few drops of honey landed on her stomach. Then I put the treat down and covered her stomach with my mouth, licking her clean.

“I love this,” she murmured.

I moved my mouth downward. Grabbing the outer edges of her panties, I tugged them past her knees and down her ankles, then parted her thighs wide and held the baklava over her pussy. A few drops of honey landed on her clit. Hannah gasped, so turned on that even the slight touch of the honey taunted her.

I didn't put my mouth straight on her. Instead, I put the sweets away and leaned over her, taking off her bra.

"You look so damn exquisite." Half her hair was splayed around the ottoman, the other half bunched under one shoulder blade.

I trailed my mouth down the side of her neck, then kissed down her torso in a crisscrossing pattern so she wouldn't know where I would land next. She arched her back on every kiss. I put a hand on her thigh and felt her wiggling her ass, smiling againsther skin and slowing my pace as I moved inward over her pelvis. Then I went tortuously slowly toward her clit.

She grasped the edges of the ottoman with both hands, planting her heels against the hard floor.

Eyes on her face, I descended. I tasted her clit with the tip of my tongue first, and she went completely wild. Her hips bucked off the ottoman, and she put one hand on her stomach, digging her nails in.

"Don't hurt yourself. Squeeze my fingers if you need to."

"Fuck yes, I do," she exclaimed.

She sounded raw and unrestrained. I loved that I could make her lose her composure so fast. She was losing control of her own body right in front of my eyes. All because of me.

I clamped my lips on her clit.

"Chase!" She lifted her ass in the air.

I grabbed her thighs, putting them on my shoulders. This gave me exactly the angle I wanted. She was completely at my mercy. She blinked her eyes open, filled with lust and desire.

Something tickled my back, and I realized her panties were still dangling around one ankle. For some reason, this turned me on even more.

I buried my face in her pussy, working her with my tongue and lips until she was begging for relief. She craved it, and I was going to give it to her... but only when she couldn't take any more tension.

I slid one finger inside her and pressed the heel of my palm right next to her clit, but notonit. Then I sucked her clit into my mouth.

Feeling her explode was the best damn thing in the world. It was a privilege. She clenched her thighs around my ears, and I felt every vibration in her body. When she softened, I slowly put her feet back on the floor.

I grabbed her panties and tossed them away in the room as she pushed herself off the ottoman and rose to her knees, facing me. She put her hands on my shirt collar, grinning.

“I can rumple this all I want!” she said.

“Yes, you can, babe.”

I got naked in record time.

"We are so not making it to the bedroom, are we?"

"Not right now," I whispered, lowering her to the carpet. I cupped her face, feathering my lips over hers. I wanted to savor this moment. I needed it. I knew once I was buried inside her, I wouldn't be capable of slowing down.

"You're shaking," I told her.

"Mmm" was all she managed. She couldn't even say a word, let alone form sentences. I wanted her exactly like this, delirious for me.

I slid inside her inch by inch. She clenched around my cock every time I pushed in farther. This feeling! I never wanted to be without it. It was exhilarating. She completed me in a way I couldn't explain.

I slid my hips back and forth at a slow pace. I enjoyed feeling her tighten on every thrust. Her moans became wilder. So were my grunts.

Needing more friction, I rolled us around until I was on top of her and pushed my pelvis forward.

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