Minute after minute of his mouth-work jolted fiery elation through my body. I wiggled and clenched the sheets in my fists, gasping in pure jubilation. I felt breathless and floated near unconsciousness. Gray had me exactly where he wanted me: on my tight belly with my legs open and my ass at his pleasure.
He knew that I was going to give him exactly what he wanted, whatever he wanted. If he wanted to fuck me with his tongue, finger, or cock, I wasn’t going to argue. Gray knew that I was easy with him, always letting him have his way with my naked body. My love for this cowboy sometimes created masterpieces of love and lust, a prize-winning work of art that we created together, just the two of us—wholly. 10: Busy Behind Me
Bedroom
10:11 P.M.