Page 99 of Tell Me All Your Lies

Grant dips low and pulls my hips forward so I’m slightly off the bed. He takes my legs and puts them on his shoulders.

He dips his head between my legs, and I’m instantly soaking wet from his proximity. Grant inhales deeply, and it’s the most aroused I’ve ever felt in my life. I’ve had one life-changing sexual experience with this man in less than an hour, and that’s far more than I’ve ever had in my over thirty years of life.

Grant’s palm starts to caress my sex, and moments later, his tongue is licking up my seam. My hands shoot up above my head, and I try to grasp onto anything.

“Fuck,” I whimper.

Grant starts licking more powerfully as if I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted. It’s overwhelming how much I can’t take yet need all at once.

“Oh my god,” I scream right as his palm finds the exact spot.

My legs squeeze around his head, and my hands shoot up to grip his hair.

“Don’t stop, please. Don’t stop.”

“Never.”

I feel a hint of a laugh as Grant continues hitting the right spot. As soon as I’m about to come, his tongue hits me just right, and I explode.

“Grant,” I scream into the abyss.

My arms fall to my side, and my legs widen as they fall limp.

Grant grips my thighs as he stands.

“I’ll never get over the sound of you calling out my name.”

I laugh as he’s just delivered my second orgasm of the night, and he’s the one standing in awe of me.

“I…” I start.

“Hush, love. That was just the beginning.”

I peer forward as Grant slides off his joggers. Just looking at his thick, muscular thighs makes me wet all over again.

He chuckles as he lifts his white T-shirt over his head, and my heart flutters.

I feel like I’m watching a personalized porn video made just for me. His chest is perfection, with rippling abs and defined pecs that I can’t help but stare at.

“Love, if you keep looking at me like that, I might come in my boxers,” he jokes.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“I’d like to feel you wrapped around my cock. I’m sure that’ll happen eventually if you keep prancing around the house like you have been.”

I bite my lip to stifle a moan as I nod my head vigorously.

“Now that that’s settled, why don’t you take off that excuse for a tank top?”

I look down and realize that my silky sleep top is practically transparent, and my nipples are poking through.

“Whoops,” I say with a giggle.

Sitting upright, I take off the tank top and toss it to the ground.

“Better?”

“Love, your tits are the best fucking pair on the planet.”

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