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“I’m glad I’m here, too,” I said with a groan.
Truly, there was nowhere else I would rather be in the entire world than laying here with Owen. I could stay in that bed all day. All week. All year. Forget my family. Forget my responsibilities. I just wanted him and anything he had planned for me.
He kissed my inner thigh, then pulled my leg up onto his shoulder. His mouth moved from my thigh to my knee, then my calf, and my toes, kissing everything along the way. He kissed the tip of my big toe, and electricity seemed to shoot through my body. It was an unexpected and exciting feeling that I wanted him to repeat over and over again.
Apparently, Owen could read my mind because he gently kissed my toe again, and smiled devilishly when it made me moan quietly.
“I never would have guessed you’d be a foot person,” he said with a laugh.
“Neither would I.”
He smiled again and pulled my other leg up onto his shoulder. Even in this exposing and intimate position, I didn’t feel embarrassed or nervous. I didn’t feel judged or scared. All I felt was secure and aroused beyond anything I had ever known.
He kissed each of my toes in turn, and then made his way back up my leg, tasting me like he was devouring an ice cream cone. Watching him enjoy himself made it that much more satisfying for me, and I knew I wouldn’t last long once he got to the place that was throbbing for him to be.
I didn’t want to rush him, though. Who knew when we would get time like this again? I wanted to enjoy every second and let myself feel the pleasure that he was offering.
“You taste so good,” he groaned as he continued working his way up my leg.
I blushed, but continued watching him. There was something so sexy about seeing him like this.
“I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet,” he added.
“Well, you better get there,” I teased.
“Oh, not yet, my dear. Soon, but not yet.”
“Oh really? When?”
“I think I’ll keep you on your toes for a while longer.”
He said the word ‘toes’ with such emphasis that I knew he was playfully mocking my discovery that I like my toes being kissed. I didn’t care though. It was sexy.Hewas sexy. He could probably do anything to me and I would enjoy it.
He kissed up a bit higher until he was right at the top of my inner thigh. My body writhed with anticipation, but before he went any further, he flipped me over onto my stomach and climbed onto my back.
“You’re so sexy,” he whispered into my ear, leaning over so that I could feel the entirety of him against me.
“What do you have planned for me now?”
He sat up and gently massaged my shoulders, then my neck, and down my back. His fingers were so warm, and I closed my eyes, feeling like I could easily drift back to sleep. Owen worked up and down my back and shoulders, giving me the most relaxing release I never knew I needed.
His hands moved gently to my sides, massaging my hips, then up towards my breasts. When his fingers brushed the sides of them, I wiggled again, pleasure coursing through me. I wasn’t sure how he could give me so much enjoyment with such little effort. It was honestly impressive.
He slid his hands between me and the sheet on the bed, and gently massaged my breasts. I let out a long moan, longer than I had expected, and he leaned over to kiss the back of my neck. The tip of his nose traced down my spine and to the side of my neck, where he started kissing me again.
I felt him throbbing against me, and I wondered how much longer he would be able to last without needing a release himself. He was certainly the most selfless guy I had ever been in bed with, and it made me admire him that much more. It wasn’t every day that a man put a woman’s needs before his own.
Slowly, his hands moved down my chest and over my ribs. Then down my stomach and around to my hips. He moved himself down in the bed and lifted my hips into the air. Once again, I found myself in a very intimate position without any embarrassment.
He kissed the skin just beneath my ass as he continued massaging me, pressing his fingers into my skin further and further. Suddenly, I felt his tongue, warm and soft against my skin, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could handle the anticipation.
He moved his way forward and slid his tongue inside me, in exactly the place I had been dying for him to be all morning.
“Owen!” I gasped.
“You taste better than I imagined,” he grunted, without removing his mouth from my body.
His tongue slid up and down over my clit, and then in and out of me. I could feel his enjoyment even though I couldn’t see him at all, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hang on for very long.
