the warmth of the syrup so he poured a small amount to the tip of his cock. Fuck . Bad idea. Michael clenched his jaw and closed his eyes, as the pleasure from the heat washed over him. Only to have them fly open again when he felt the bed dip and Lily’s tongue lapping at the syrup that had started to dribble towards his balls.
“This is supposed to be my show. Argh…” He just about finished as Lily sucked him straight into her mouth. “Stop.” Michael pulled away, pushing her back into position on the bed.
Sliding his fingers through her folds, he held her open to his gaze while he trickled syrup over what he considered his. When she was coated, he placed the jug to one side, opened her legs wider, then leaned in and licked her from mound to ass, lapping at her sex as though he couldn’t get enough.
She arched from the bed while grabbing hold of his head to keep him in place.
God, he was close to losing it with her writhing around on his mouth. He flicked her clit with his tongue, inserted a finger inside her, which nearly had him coming all over the bed that his cock was rubbing against. She was so damn wet in her sex that he had to taste her so moving his tongue down he started to fuck in and out of her while his fingers rubbed her clit. Michael’s cock was aching and desperate for release as he pushed against the bed, unable to stop his hips from thrusting.
“Oh Michael, soon.”
He smiled against her, then pushed his fingers inside, over and over again, as he felt the flutters along the walls of her sex, he rose up, entering her in one thrust.
Lily flew apart in his arms, squeezing his cock so fucking hard, while his semen squirted from the tip of him. She flew apart again when he leaned over and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
Michael’s head was buried in her neck, his elbows stopping him from crushing her with his weight while he stayed buried deep between her legs.
If he lived to be one hundred, he didn’t think he would ever stop wanting her with the passion that she always brought out of him. One glance, one suggestion and voila, Mr. Woody was ready to go.
Semi-erect he slipped out of her hot sheath, rolling on to his side, he was out of breath and lost for words, but he had enough energy to lace their fingers together.
A few minutes went by while their breathing started to even out, then as though reading each other’s thoughts they both turned on to their sides with Michael pulling Lily snug into his arms.
“I love you,” she whispered.
Michael still had no words so he kissed the top of her head. “Argh… Lily,” he moaned as he removed her hand from his dick. “We need to get cleaned up; Ruben’s going to be here soon to give us a ride to the airport.”
“You still haven’t told me where you’re t aking me,” she stated pinching his ass.
“Hey, enough of that. If I told you , it wouldn’t be a surprise. A present is when someone gives you a surprise, which is what I’m going to do.”
“If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.” She was so impatient. “You rest for a few minutes while I have a shower, then you can have your turn. At a guess, I’d say Ruben will be here in about ten minutes, and he sure as hell isn’t watching you walking around in a robe.”
Lily rolled her eyes and then grinned while Michael walked buck ass naked into the bathroom.
“Enjoying the view?” he asked over his shoulder.
“What do you think?”
Carry on moving. Carry on moving.
Chapter 16
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Just as Lily finished up dressing in jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt she heard Michael letting Ruben into the room. Quickly pulling on her socks and boots she walked towards the closed bedroom door just in time to catch the tail end of a crude comment from Ruben. Opening the door they both looked to have some color in their cheeks. Not to mention guilty looks on their faces.
“Morning, Mrs. McK enzie,” Ruben said, walking over to give Lily a hug. “You
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