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I KINDA ENJOY IT, TOO
I lift my hands to her face and pull her down to me to do a little of my own exploration. I kiss her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks. But she takes my chin and pulls my mouth open, claims it again until I’m breathless. For a while, we content ourselves to explore.
“Ma chérie. So beautiful.” Her fingers brush one nearly purple n****e and my back arches on a gasp. In my mind, I plead for more. “Non, belle, I want to hear it with my ears.”
I’m feeling shy and robbed of speech. Jo means more to me already than anyone I’ve been with before, but I feel so inept. “Please, Jo”
“Please what, ma chérie? Let me hear what you want me to do.” That husky voice is my undoing.
I can do this. “Please touch me, Jo. Please take them in your hands and your mouth.”
With a low grow
