Fifty-Seven B

“Fuck,” he whispered, his eyes fluttering in a sexual haze. His gaze was mad with lust, with molten desire.

“Tell me what you want,” I whispered in his ear. “What does your cock crave? Tell me and I'll give it to you. I'll pleasure you till dawn and beyond."

I pulled at his clothes, pushing them off his shoulders until his bare chest was exposed, and gasped as I felt his tongue swirl forward to nibble the base of my neck, kissing and biting, while his tongue plunged into my throat.

My breath came in jagged gasps now and I felt the warmth radiating from his mouth, the heat flowing through my veins sent waves of excitement throughout my body.

"Don't tease me,” he groaned. “I’m too turned on to think straight. Let's go upstairs.”

“No. I want it here.”

Chadwick stared at me, a mischievous smile spreading across his lips. “Do you realize we can get caught if anyone decides to come downstairs?”

"Then let's make sure no one does," I smiled back. “Let's be quiet like ninjas.”

My breathing