“Sure, I care about her, too, you know that.”
I care about you, too, but you’ll never know that, she thought as he moved a piece of her unruly hair out of her eyes. He nodded as he leaned forward, kissing her again. It was a long, deep kiss. One that set her on fire, made her kitten purr, and her body shake with need. Somehow, his fingers found their way inside her shirt and he was cupping her breast, his thumb making slow, tantalizing circles around her taut nipple as he continued to kiss her with such demand. It felt as if he wanted to consume her, and she wanted him to. She wanted to give him everything, every single part of her. Threading her fingers through his hair, she straddled him, rubbing herself against him as she took over the kiss, his hands gripping her ass. His heart was pounding, she could feel it. When she took his bottom lip with her teeth and he growled softly at her, she swore she almost came undone.
Pulling away, she lifted her, well his, sweatshirt, revealing that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. She tried to get off him to take her shorts off but his mouth took hold of her nipple, and moving wasn’t an option under his talented lips. His hands squeezed her ass as he sucked her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the peak before biting it softly. Crying out, she squeezed the back of the couch as she started to move herself against him, trying to get off. She needed to release. She had a knot of need in her stomach that only Phillip could put there.
When he released her nipple, she fell out of his lap, pushing her shorts down as he chucked his jeans off and to the side, along with his boxers. His cock sat there, waiting for her, and her mouth watered at the sight. As he pulled his shirt off, she took a hold of him and took him to the back of her throat, sucking him roughly and sliding her teeth along him. He hissed a breath, his fingers taking a hold of the bun that sat at the top of her head. She moved her tongue along the head of him as her fingers played with his balls, molding and cupping as his hisses turned to moans. Pressing the head of his cock to the roof of her mouth, she sucked him hard as his fingers bit into her scalp. Suddenly, her hair was falling in his lap from her bun and his fingers tangled in the mess of hair. Picking up the pace, she could feel her own release building up. The noise he was making was beyond hot, and she couldn’t handle it.
That was weird.
That never happened but, instead of analyzing that, she sucked the head of his cock like the best fucking sucker she had ever tasted. It must have been too much and she assumed he would just come but instead, he pulled her off him by her hair and took her mouth with his own. It was so hot that she cried out against his mouth as her tongue moved wildly with his. She loved being manhandled by him. She knew once she got him inside her, she was going to fly through the roof with her orgasm.
Ooh, that sounded like a great idea.