Chapter 68: Masters, Part 2

Michael

She is so beautiful. Naked to the waist, her heavy breasts a little pendulous, her skin beginning to gleam, but I want more.

Kneeling, I kiss the slight curve of her taut stomach, tracing her silhouette with my fingers from her ribs to her narrow waist and the curve to her hips. Then unbelting her jeans, I slide them down.

She’s plainly dressed underneath, for comfort, not seduction, in white cotton panties, but as I slip those down also, she smells of warm arousal. I lean in, mouthing at her, where copper curls glisten and hold her scent. And further inwards, lapping her clit with my tongue, she tastes of lemon and lust and love….

She staggers, “Michael….”

I look up. She seems lost for words, but she wants me. I can see it in her….

… Oh, Babe, my Babe…