He lifted me into his arms and placed me down on his bed. He kissed the inside of my ankle and traced kisses up the inside of my leg. I felt him lightly nip my inner thigh and then he moved to my other ankle and repeated the process. When he nipped my inner thigh this time, I groaned. My whole body tingled with desire. It didn't matter that I was sore. I wanted him. I needed him inside of me, filling me, claiming my body. I could feel that my c**t was swollen when he slowly circled his tongue around it. But it didn't matter. I had never wanted him more. My hips rose to meet him.
But he quickly moved his head and kissed the palm of my left hand. He trailed kisses up my arm, slowly across my shoulder and clavicle, and then down my other arm. When his lips kissed my other palm it felt like e
