She was extremely sensitive at this point so I stayed away from her tortured clit. Just taking my time, tasting and licking. Clearing her juices away to make room for round two.
I worked her over slowly, until the shaking stopped and the writhing and moaning started again.
Until she was dripping for me, again...
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Best meal of my life, and it wasn't just the food I was dining on.
I was still taunting her, with my hands and my mouth. It wouldn't be long until she came again if I'd kept it up.
I knew she was getting impatient, frustrated and she reiterated that fact when she grabbed my hair and growled "God dammit Beau, stop fucking teasing me."
I laughed then, deep and throaty. That's my girl, ever insatiable.
As much as I wanted to continue right where I was, I obliged her. I stood, pushing my chair back as I did so, pulling her into a sitting position I kissed her as I lifted her onto my hips. Her legs and arms enclosed around me while I walked over to the couch.
I set her down as I pulled back from the kiss, running my thumb over her bee stung lips before I started to strip out of my now crumpled work clothes. Grinning like the vixen she was, she gathered the hem of her long dress and slowly peeled it away from her body, revealing all of that creamy skin peppered with caramel freckles.