Bound By His Rules {M×M}
Instead of diving right in, he took his time, lifting my right foot and pressing his thumb into the sole, rubbing slow circles that sent unexpected tingles racing up my calf.
“These feet of yours,” he murmured, bringing it closer to his lips. His tongue flicked out, tracing the curve of my arch, warm and deliberate, before he sucked my big toe into his mouth.
He swirled his tongue around it, pulling gently, the wet heat making my breath hitch. Saliva gleamed on my skin as he moved to the next toe, nipping the pad lightly with his teeth, just enough to spark a sharp thrill.
“Always catching my eye during practice, flexing in those flip-flops. Now they’re all mine to play with.”