Sex Scene Saturday ~ Corey and Marissa
Cool air wafted across her breasts as the buttons down the front of her blouse released one by one under his fingers. The moment the front gaped open, he pushed it over her shoulders. He released the clasp on the front of her bra so her breasts now hung free.
"I want your skin against mine."
Next, she felt his fingers at the waistband of her pants, flicking the button free. Her pants and underwear pooled around her boots. She quickly toed them off and kicked off her clothing.
"God, you're gorgeous. Your skin is like silk."
A soft whimper escaped her mouth when he nipped at the flesh over her collarbone, and then soothed away the sting with his tongue.
"I need you to do something."
"What?" she asked, drawing a fortifying breath to steady her shattering resolve.
"Tighten this binder around me."
He slowly kissed his way down her chest, stopping to flick her nipple with his tongue for a moment before continuing down her abdomen, until he sat on the edge of the bed. He quickly struggled out of his shirt so she could help him with the binding. He couldn't make love tonight or anytime over the next couple of weeks, so she felt safe enough standing in all her nakedness. She quickly stripped off the elastic binder as he groaned in pain. "You probably should take a pain pill."
"I will in a bit. There's something I need to do first," he said as she retightened it around his chest.
Seconds later, she squealed when he tumbled her flat out across the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Takin' care of you." He kissed his way across her chest, stopping to lick and nip at her nipples. The warmth of his mouth slid down her stomach until he knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed. His callused roughened palms slipped under her to pull her so her butt sat right on the edge. "Much better."
He spread her thighs with his massive shoulders, leaving her open and vulnerable to his stare. "Corey, I…"
The first nip on her right inner thigh made her yelp before a moan escaped her lips. Hot breath fanning over her pussy had her attempting to pull her legs together. But the man was determined. The first brush of his tongue on the outer lips of her pussy drew her head back as she arched into his touch. "Ahhh…"
"Nice, but I think you can do better, darlin'."
His wicked tongue danced over her outer pussy lips before he took a long, slow lick from slit to clit. "God, you taste amazing."
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