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    one consenting adult part 6( sequel to parenting)

    I laid in bed thinking about her. Thinking thoughts that shouldnt have been thought. I closed my eyes and there she was. Standing in front of my bed in a pair of denim shorts and the tightest t-shirt possible. My eyes traveled the length of her legs discovering that her feet were bare. Her toes were painted candy red. And oh how I wanted to suck on them.

    “Say it,” she said.

    “Say what?”

    “Say that you want me.”

    I didnt hesitate complying with her request.

    “I want you.”

    I swung my legs off the side of the bed and watched her come closer.

    She parted my legs and stood between them. She tipped my head up with a finger under my chin. I licked my lips readying them for hers as she bent forward. She slowly took the bottom lip in her mouth running her tongue over it. I sat still as she gently sucked on it. My hand cupped the back of her knee stroking her thigh up and down. She pushed me back against the mattress never breaking our connection. My hands rested on her waist as hers ran through my hair. The kiss was becoming far more than I intended. I pushed the edge of her t-shirt up giving my hands more skin to feel eventually tucking both of them inside her shorts. The sensation of her backside in the palm of my hands made me push her further down into my body. A deep moan emitted from her throat told me that she was enjoying it. I flipped her over, settling myself between her legs and again pushed her t-shirt up. Her nipples were exposed. I smiled at the fight I wouldnt have to fight with a bra. I licked around the aerola and down her stomach causing her to hitch her breath in desire. I return to her breast taking as much as possible into my mouth while kneading the other. I flicked my tongue over her nipple watching it grow taunt under my torture. I switched to the other one coating it in saliva.

    “Please,” she begged.

    “Please what?” I said turning the tables on her.

    “I need to you to touch me,” she whined.

    I unzipped her shorts. I slid my hand inside feeling my hands become sticky with her juices. She moaned. I was about to enter her when the phone rang. I tried to ignore it but the damn thing wouldnt shut up. I reached over grabbing it off the night stand.

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