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“Don’t tease me.”
“Does it feel like I’m teasing?”
“Yes.” I moaned in agony as my body cried out for attention.
“I’m savoring, Elisabeth.”
The words were sweet, but my need was too much. “Please.”
“Alright. What do you need? This?” His breath gently brushed over my nether lips.
I moaned and lifted my hips, seeking his attention. “More.”
“How about this?” His tongue ever so softly flicked over my clit.
“Yes ... more ...”
“Or this?” He used his fingers to open me, and his tongue slid inside, lapping at my inner walls.
“Yes ... yes ...”
Todd did amazing things with his tongue, driving me up and up until I was a whimpering, writhing ball of nerves.
“Come for me, Elisabeth. Let me taste your sweet juices.” With that, his finger rubbed my clit as his tongue thrust inside me. The proverbial fireworks blasted, starting at my pussy and radiating out to the rest of my body.
I rubbed my clit, drawing out the fantasy as long as I could. Then I lay quiet for a moment in the now tepid water. Bittersweet feelings washed through me. I was grateful for the time I’d spent with Todd, even as I knew it needed to end. But self-pleasure didn’t come close to the real thing.
21
Todd
Iwoke up with my dick tenting my sheet. I was having a luscious dream about Betts. Again.
We had a lovely night last night at the haunted house and dinner. At least I thought we did. The way Betts screamed through the haunted house, and then my taking her to a burger joint with an arcade with my son in tow probably wasn't on her list of ideal dates. I really wanted to continue to see her, especially since I knew Dean would respond to her, but it wasn't fair to her.
She had her own life, her own interests, and that didn't include helping me bond with my son. Was I selfish enough to ask her to help me again? Probably. Then again, maybe there were some gains made last night with Dean. Not that I believed everything would be one hundred percent hunky-dory today, but maybe some progress had been made.
But first things first, I had to deal with this hard-on the dream of Betts had given me. I rose and went into my bathroom, turning on the shower as I dropped my lounge pants and then stepped into the hot spray. I lathered up the soap, rubbing over my body, imagining my hands were Betts’s. She had great hands, small but soft, and she used them well to explore my body, finding hidden delights I didn't know had existed.
We’d filled the night in the hotel with as much sex as we could, but there was still so much I hadn’t been able to experience, such as taking a shower with her. I closed my eyes, imagining it. Fantasizing her here, hot water rolling down her soft skin. Her long, red hair wet. Her green eyes knowing as she ran her hands over me, down my body until they wrapped around my cock.
I stroked my dick, letting out a groan as electricity shot through me. “Fuck, yeah.”
I tugged her in, kissing her until I couldn’t breathe. God, I loved kissing her.
When she pulled away, her eyes held a wicked gleam. She slowly moved down until she was on her knees. My dick thickened, standing straight up in anticipation. She held my dick, flicking her tongue around the tip.
“Yes ...” I stroked again, focusing on the sensitive rim of my cock.
She licked and then sucked my dick into her mouth, deep.
I slapped my hand on the wall of the shower as a wave of lust punched through me. I stroked my cock faster, tighter, wishing I could slow this down but powerless to do so as the image of her on her knees, giving me the blowjob of my life, permeated my mind.
Pressure built until I bucked and shot my cum over the shower wall. I continued to stroke my dick until I’d released every last drop.
There was nothing like a hard orgasm in the shower to start the day. Of course, it would have been even better if Betts had been with me. The idea that we might never have the opportunity disappointed me.
I exited the shower, drying off and getting ready for the day. When I came out of my bedroom, I found Dean in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal as he watched something on his phone.
