Chapter 49

Down his chest, further, down to the waistband of his briefs and the thickness that swells in his underwear. I lick the material, tasting fabric and a hint of cum because he’s already that hard. My mouth closes over his dick, tracing its outline through his briefs, and his legs open for me, his knees rise on either side of my head and his hands touch my face, my hair as I go lower. With my nose, I rub over his balls, then lick them through the material, my tongue flicking beneath the elastic band to lick heated flesh. All I hear is my lover’s fevered breath, my name in his hitched sighs. I spread one hand out over his crotch, lick my own fingers, my palm, and then ease into the leg band of his briefs to rub my saliva over his skin, down below his balls, down to where he aches for me.