Page 43 of Living on the Edge

That makes me squirm.

“And those long legs of yours have me imagining them up over my shoulders while I go down on you…”

He comes closer, and I’m rooted in place, my body on high alert.

“Your breasts are the perfect size—they’ll fit nicely in my hands—and I can’t wait to suck those fat nipples into my mouth.”

The spot between my legs is drenched, and my breath has gotten a little choppy.

“Turn around,” he says, pausing just inches away from me. “And let me see that round little ass.”

I turn so I’m facing away from him and I can practically feel his gaze on me.

“Oh, yeah… would you let me fuck that pretty ass?”

I gulp.

I’ve never done that before.

My hesitation must speak volumes because his voice softens just a bit. “Don’t worry, baby—I won’t do anything to hurt you. We’d work up to that.”

“I’ve, uh, never done anal.”

“That’s okay. I’m perfectly happy with your pussy.”

He puts an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against him, my back to his front.

“Open your mouth.” He lifts the champagne bottle and I realize what he’s going to do.

He pours a slow stream of the fizzy liquid into my mouth and I swallow a couple of times.

“You ever suck a cock with your mouth full of champagne?”

I shake my head.

“Get on your knees, baby.” He reaches onto the bed and grabs a pillow, tossing it down. “There you go.”

I turn to face him, our eyes locking as I slowly drop to my knees.

Ineverdo this.

I usually find it demeaning and uncomfortable—but for some reason, I don’t hesitate. I want to do it with Angus. I don’t mind the act of sucking a penis, it’s the part where I’m on my knees that I have a fundamental problem with.

Except there’s something erotic about doing it for Angus.

“Unbuckle my pants,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine.

I quickly undo the button and drag his zipper down.

Jesus. He’s commando underneath and his cock is… bigger than I’m used to. There is no way in hell I’m getting all of that into my mouth.

“Pull my pants down some,” he says.

I do as I’m told, his eyes still on mine.

“Now open your mouth but don’t swallow.” He pours a small amount of champagne into my mouth. “Now suck.”

This is the sexiest blow job I’ve ever given, and we’ve barely started.

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