Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories
Her fingers trace the delicate fabric, sending shivers through me.
“Catherine,” I whisper, my voice barely audible.
She smirks, leaning in to press her lips against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Her kisses trail higher and higher until I’m trembling with anticipation. Then, with a deliberate motion, she tears the fishnets, exposing my bare skin.
Her mouth finds me, and I let out a moan as her tongue moves expertly over my cûnt.
My hands grip the edge of the desk, knuckles white as waves of pleasure wash over me. Her name escapes my lips in breathless whispers, and I feel her smile against me before she continues her assault on my senses.