“I think you’ve had enough.”, he said sternly as he snatched the half filled bottle from my hands. Wobbling slightly unsteady, I tried again for the sweet vino as he held it just out of reach. Pouting up at him, I murmured softly, “But I was having a good time….” He arched an eyebrow at me and gave me a condescending smirk, “Were you though?”, he said as he placed the bottle behind me on the wooden table. “I think so.”, I replied hesitantly as he stepped nearer to me, closing the distance between us.
Giving a shake of the head, he quickly tugged my dress up over my head and tossed it aside before picking me up and placing me on the table. “You think I didn’t notice you forgot a very important article of clothing tonight?”, he growled as he nipped at the sensitive curve of my neck and ran his hands up over my bare mound. “Besides, I want you fully alert when I do this…”, he said as he dropped to his knees and spread my legs apart. I gave out a sharp cry as his tongue skimmed over my warm slit and leaned back on the table allowing him further access to my most intimate places. Grasping my creamy thigh with one hand, he held me in place as his mouth ravenously lapped away at my juices and his fingers teased my clit. Continue reading