sweater on a man, but found it absolutely delicious on him. “You
want to see the rest right now, or should I just describe it to you?”
He was waiting for her eyes to return to his face, and the smile
that she saw when she finally looked up made her laugh out loud.
“Oh,
I would love if you'd describe.. it.” She leaned back in her
chair and dared him to follow through with his offer, and was shocked
to see him sit back as well, and nod in agreement.
“Let's get going, I'll tell you all about it on the way.”
He motioned for their server and paid the bill, then stood proudly
from the table, arousal and all. “Shall we?” They both
knew that shopping had been marked off the to do list for the day.
They
walked slowly through the busy street, weaving now and then around
other couples, as Ian held her tightly around the waist. “It...
well, where to start?” Morgan giggled, then pretended to be
serious as she nodded in encouragement. “ It is decently
shaped, thick enough to please, longer than some, but not to worry...
I'll take it easy on you.” She slapped him playfully on his
flat stomach, and laughed as she told him to continue. “Well,
now I'll just be bragging... but...,” he looked down and
smiled, trying not to laugh at his own ridiculous conversation, “I've
been told that it tastes like warm chocolate mixed with sweet vanilla
ice cream.. with sprinkles on..,”
“Stop
it!” Morgan had to stop as her laughter couldn't be contained
any longer. “Sprinkles!” He put his hands up in
question.
“What?
That's what they say!” The two of them finally got themselves
under control enough to start walking again, but their laughter was
ridiculously loud all the way to the hotel.
“So,
what do you like?” She leaned her back against the wall of the
elevator as her eyes told him exactly what she meant. His smile
turned dangerous, a sexy dangerous that her body was drawn to
instantly.
“Hands.
On me.” She tilted her head and smiled.
“Everywhere?
Or just on Sprinkles?” His lips twitched as he tried not to
laugh.
“It's
been months since I've been with a woman. I won't last long at
first. It would be best if you..,”
“Ah,
I see.” She stepped forward as the elevator stopped, and put
her hands on Ian's chest as his arms wrapped around her waist. “You
want to come now, then you'll last longer later?” He nodded
slowly, a surprisingly shy look took over the man's face as the doors
opened to their side. Morgan's arms stretched across his shoulders
as she walked backwards, pulling him into his own suite. They stood
still as the doors closed behind them, then Morgan smiled as she let
go of the man and quickly pulled her clothes off in front of him.
His
eyes never left her body as he did the same, but a part of him wished
for more self control since it was clear to him that she wanted much
more than a few moments of stroking Sprinkles. “Get in
bed.” She followed him to the first bedroom, and smiled at his
back as she held her mouth shut tightly to stop herself from telling
the man that he was most certainly, longer than some. Damn, this
is going to be fun.
He
fell to the middle of the bed and watched as Morgan put her knees on
the soft mattress beside him, then straddled his upper thighs. His
body hardened even more at the sight of her naked body before him,
and his smile grew when she leaned forward, her lips only inches from
his throbbing center. “You don't have to... fuck...”
Morgan's mouth closed around his swollen head, and her fingers
wrapped around his thick base to hold him still. Ian's head fell
back hard onto the large white pillow, then he looked down again to
watch her take more of him inside her mouth.
His
skin was smooth, and warm, and the scent of desire made her moan
against his cock as she slowly moved back up to lick the sweet
offering that his body was already giving her. She knew that if she
took him only a few more times, he would fulfill his promise of
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