It thrilled her, hearing that word on his lips. Love. She hid it by turning her face to his chest and nipping his n****e. He jerked and yelped, “Ow!”
She flicked her tongue out and licked where her teeth had just been, sucking and kissing, stroking with her tongue. He relaxed back against the mattress with a low moan, and she kept on, kissing her way down his chest, running her hands over his skin, rubbing her cheek against his belly, reticulated muscles hard against her face. He shuddered as she kissed him there, brushing her lips across the ridges of his abs, dipping her tongue into his belly button. He slid his hands into her hair, pushed it off her face so he could watch her.
She looked up at him, mischievous. As he watched, stiff and breathless, eyes wide, she trailed her tongue low
