In love

Her mouth found my nipple first. Then her fingers hooked into my G-string and yanked. A sudden pull of silk against skin. I lay there stunned—this was it, what I’d wanted. She slid between my thighs. Her tongue moved over me like she already knew the shape. I came with a small cry, body tight and shaking. I caught my breath, pushed her down, and rode that pretty cunt until she soaked the sheets. Then came the toy—thick, smooth, insistent—sliding inside me while she watched. My hips took over. We moved like we had nothing else to lose, wet skin sliding, sheets twisting. That morning is going to stay with both of us.