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amazed at what I just experienced… I can’t believe it took us this long to get to this point.”
“Don’t worry . After tonight, you won’t have to wait. Not ever again.”
I honestly didn’t want to dwell on the thoughts I was thinking . All I wanted to do was enjoy the moment I was having with him right now.
* * * *
The next morning when I woke up, I found myself lying against his chest. My entire body felt limp, but thinking about all we had done the night before put a smile on my face. I never knew my body could be put into so many positions. We took our time with each other that night, learning from each other, seeing how far we could take things. I honestly never met anyone like Max. He took me to a point I honestly never thought I would have gone. I didn’t want to get out of bed, much less move from that spot. Listening to his heart softly beating and feeling his deep, rhythmic breathing against my cheek made me feel calmer.
I looked up at his face, smiling at how peaceful he looked while he slept. I could stare at him for hours and never get tired. Slowly, he started to stir, letting out a yawn and opening his eyes. He looked at me, smiled, and said, “Good morning.”
“Good Morning , my dear. Sleep well?”
He grabbed hold of me, turning me over on to my back and kissing me on the lips. I looked up at him, and we grinned at each other.
“What a way to wake up in the morning ,” I told him as he placed small kisses along my face.
“I can second that , for sure. I think I like having you in my bed.”
“Mm , the feeling is oh-so-mutual.” I smiled, running my fingers through his tousled hair.
“Tell me something , Sarah; if you weren’t working for the company, what would you like to do?”
“Oh , that’s easy. I probably would be a chocolatier, since I do love chocolate. I make my own candies during the holidays, because I love to experiment with flavors to see what tastesbest. I’d probably own a little chocolate shop and sell my candies and sauces.”
“I would love to try some of your chocolates.”
“I’ll be sure to make you a special box, then.”
He softly kissed my cheek , moving lower, down along the side of my neck.
“Why don’t we have breakfast?” I asked him.
He smiled mischievously. “I could go for something sweet.”
H e dipped underneath the sheets, surprising me for a moment, but then I felt his arms go underneath my thighs. My legs drifted apart, and a second later, I felt his mouth on me and a soft sigh escaped my lips. I liked his idea of having me for breakfast. When he first went down on me, I honestly had to say it was a dream come true. He was a true master in the art of cunnilingus, making me feel like a slave to his tongue.
When he ate me out , my Max took his time with me, devouring me with such love and care, as if he were worshipping my body. He did tricks with his tongue that I had never had done to me before. Always such a tease, Max knew just how to aggravate me, especially when I was so into it. My hands rested on the smooth sheet covering his head, while my hips gyrated in rhythm with his tongue. I could hear him moaning as I rode him, felt him flick his tongue against my clit with such precision.
“Oh , yes, baby, don’t stop!” I moaned, holding his head closer to my clit.
His grip on my hips grew tighter as he held me still. But I couldn’t help but to squirm just a bit, and I found myself shouting out his name so many times I lost count. The spasms that ran through my body shook the large bed. My cries turned to whimpers and then eventually laughter as I tried my best to move him from between my legs. But of course, this was no use, because that tongue was going to make sure I knew who was boss here.
Quickly , he came up from underneath the sheet, facing me with a brilliant smile. He scooted up and kissed me.
“You know I could eat on you all damn day and night , right?”
I chuckled a bit . “And more than
“Don’t worry . After tonight, you won’t have to wait. Not ever again.”
I honestly didn’t want to dwell on the thoughts I was thinking . All I wanted to do was enjoy the moment I was having with him right now.
* * * *
The next morning when I woke up, I found myself lying against his chest. My entire body felt limp, but thinking about all we had done the night before put a smile on my face. I never knew my body could be put into so many positions. We took our time with each other that night, learning from each other, seeing how far we could take things. I honestly never met anyone like Max. He took me to a point I honestly never thought I would have gone. I didn’t want to get out of bed, much less move from that spot. Listening to his heart softly beating and feeling his deep, rhythmic breathing against my cheek made me feel calmer.
I looked up at his face, smiling at how peaceful he looked while he slept. I could stare at him for hours and never get tired. Slowly, he started to stir, letting out a yawn and opening his eyes. He looked at me, smiled, and said, “Good morning.”
“Good Morning , my dear. Sleep well?”
He grabbed hold of me, turning me over on to my back and kissing me on the lips. I looked up at him, and we grinned at each other.
“What a way to wake up in the morning ,” I told him as he placed small kisses along my face.
“I can second that , for sure. I think I like having you in my bed.”
“Mm , the feeling is oh-so-mutual.” I smiled, running my fingers through his tousled hair.
“Tell me something , Sarah; if you weren’t working for the company, what would you like to do?”
“Oh , that’s easy. I probably would be a chocolatier, since I do love chocolate. I make my own candies during the holidays, because I love to experiment with flavors to see what tastesbest. I’d probably own a little chocolate shop and sell my candies and sauces.”
“I would love to try some of your chocolates.”
“I’ll be sure to make you a special box, then.”
He softly kissed my cheek , moving lower, down along the side of my neck.
“Why don’t we have breakfast?” I asked him.
He smiled mischievously. “I could go for something sweet.”
H e dipped underneath the sheets, surprising me for a moment, but then I felt his arms go underneath my thighs. My legs drifted apart, and a second later, I felt his mouth on me and a soft sigh escaped my lips. I liked his idea of having me for breakfast. When he first went down on me, I honestly had to say it was a dream come true. He was a true master in the art of cunnilingus, making me feel like a slave to his tongue.
When he ate me out , my Max took his time with me, devouring me with such love and care, as if he were worshipping my body. He did tricks with his tongue that I had never had done to me before. Always such a tease, Max knew just how to aggravate me, especially when I was so into it. My hands rested on the smooth sheet covering his head, while my hips gyrated in rhythm with his tongue. I could hear him moaning as I rode him, felt him flick his tongue against my clit with such precision.
“Oh , yes, baby, don’t stop!” I moaned, holding his head closer to my clit.
His grip on my hips grew tighter as he held me still. But I couldn’t help but to squirm just a bit, and I found myself shouting out his name so many times I lost count. The spasms that ran through my body shook the large bed. My cries turned to whimpers and then eventually laughter as I tried my best to move him from between my legs. But of course, this was no use, because that tongue was going to make sure I knew who was boss here.
Quickly , he came up from underneath the sheet, facing me with a brilliant smile. He scooted up and kissed me.
“You know I could eat on you all damn day and night , right?”
I chuckled a bit . “And more than
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