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“Want to learn to make a bowl?”
“Sure.”
“Scoot forward. Give me your hands.”
I’m behind her, so I reach both arms around her waist, resting my chin on her shoulder. Every breath is a hit of her soft perfume. It’s little flowers.
She dips her hands in the water and dampens my palms before cupping them around the spinning lump. “Apply pressure, but not too hard.”
The wheel spins, and I allow her to guide my movements using her palms on the backs of my hands. I confess, I’m not looking at the clay as much as I’m studying her small hands on mine, the smooth skin of her slender arms, the deep V in the button-up shirt she’s wearing.
From where I sit, as the shirt falls forward, I can’t miss the way her bare breasts sway with our movements. I’m growing less interested in pottery by the second.
“Not bad,” she says softly, and I glance at our hands now covered in light brown clay. Despite my lack of attention, she’s managed to craft a shallow bowl from the lump.
“That’s pretty good,” I say with a smile.
My mouth is beside her cheek, and I kiss her neck, just behind her ear.
“Oh!” She exhales a breathy sigh and does a little jump. Instantly our bowl collapses into a spinning mess.
“Shit.” My voice is a low rumble. “Sorry about that.” I’m sorry about the bowl, but I’m not at all sorry I kissed her.
“You weren’t paying attention anyway.” Mercy’s fingers thread with mine, pushing the clay down and off them.
“You’re right.” I kiss her neck again, lower this time, right at the top of her shoulder, and her back melts into my chest. “I was distracted.”
“You were looking down my shirt.”
“Let’s skip bowls and go straight to breasts.”
“That’s a different type of art.”
“Mm,” I growl appreciatively. “Your breasts are definitely art.”
Her chin lifts, and I cover her mouth with mine, parting her lips so I can find her tongue. I kiss her deeply, moving my hands under the hem of her shirt and up the front to cup those breasts, sliding my thumbs across her hard nipples.
“Koa,” she gasps, arching her back and breaking our lips apart. “You’re getting me dirty.”
“I like it when you’re dirty.”
She pivots in the chair so we’re facing each other, and I reach down to pull her thighs on top of mine, drawing her onto my lap. Our mouths reunite, and now my hands are sliding up her bare back, spanning her shoulders as I plunder her sweet mouth.
Her hands are under my shirt as well, and I feel her fingertips tracing the lines down my back. Little noises ripple from her throat with every touch. Breaking our mouths apart, I look into her hazy eyes.
“Stand up,” I say softly. She complies, and I unbutton the loose jeans she’s wearing, pulling them down her hips along with the scrap of lace thong.
Grabbing her ass, I pull her to me and plant a deep kiss right between her thighs, sinking my tongue into her clit.
“Oh, yes!” Her hands are instantly in my hair, pulling as I move my tongue faster over that little bud.
I’m holding her ass, and she’s sitting on my hands as her thighs fall open for me. I lift her, pulling her closer, tasting and nipping until I feel her muscles begin to jump with every move. My erection is straining against my zipper, and I quickly lower her to unfasten my fly.
“Look at that,” I tease as my dick pops out, eager to sink into her beautiful body.
She laughs, but then her expression turns naughty as she drops to her knees. I can’t move as I watch her. Looking up at me, she grasps my shaft in one hand and guides the mushroom tip to her mouth, closing her full lips around it giving me a firm suck.
“Shit, Mercy,” I groan, automatically leaning forward. It’s fucking way too big for her pretty little mouth, but I give her credit for trying. I’m in heaven, even if she’s only able to suck off my tip.
