We cleaned up after that and went back to the movie. I took a moment to check on Bunny. She was sound asleep. Thank goodness. Mrs. Gray also called to check on us and said that they were having the best time ever. Kat also left a message that she’d stay over at a friend’s house. Probably a male friend. Ha!
It was past midnight but we are still awake. We went to the kitchen to get something cold to drink. As we sat on the table, my feet found their way on his crotch again. I raised both on his thighs and massaged him sensually using them. He started to raise his glass to his mouth but ended up putting it on the table instead. He gave me the liberty to touch him with my feet. After a while, he grabbed one foot and started to massage it, going from toe to toe. His hands were pretty good. In fact, nobody had given me a foot massage before and this one feels really, really good.
I sighed as his hands went to the soles of my foot. I liked how sensually he touches me, carefully going through every nook and cranny my foot has. He dropped it, took my hand and practically dragged me upstairs. We went to his room and before we even close the door, we were on top of each other, grasping for air.
I licked his neck as I gripped the bulge between his legs. I was desperate to have him inside me again. I quickly removed his shirt and nibbled on his shoulders, liking how taut they are. He removed my shirt again and tugged on my bra and fastened one nipple in his mouth. I cried as he bit me a little then moaned so much as pleasure replaced pain.
I sighed at the intimacy of it all. I relaxed as he sucked me more intensely, feeling him all over my breast. His tongue is pure magic, wreaking havoc all throughout my body. “I have a confession to make. My heater is perfectly working. It’s not broke.”
I moan deep in my throat. “You mean you let me see you naked on purpose?” I asked in surprise.
He moved on to the other nipple. “Yeah. You can say that.”
“Wretch!” I feigned that I wanted to be free from his embrace but I failed miserably. “Hot wretch. We’ll talk later. Finish what you’ve started.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
He was getting better in removing my clothes because in seconds, I was again completely naked. I led him to the shower and kissed him there. “What are we doing here?” He asked.
“We’re taking a bath first. I’m all sweaty.”
He chuckled. “Come here.” He opened the shower and started kissing me as the water cascaded down my body. The pressure of the water plus the sensation of his kisses drove me to the edge. I reciprocated, kissing every inch of skin that is within my reach, feeling pleasured and out of breath at the same time. He reached for a washcloth and slathered citrus scented body wash all over my body. He started gently rubbing me with the cloth, making sure that I am soaped all over. When he reached my thighs, his movements started to become more sensual. He rubbed my thighs gently, allowing creamy foam to cover my skin. He left my pussy without any suds and as he kneeled down to rub the back of my knees, his tongue started playing with my cunt. I shivered instantly.
I spread my legs and he lifted his head to lick me even better. I was totally at the mercy of his tongue. He lifted me and raised both my legs on top of his shoulders. His hand was at my lower back for support. My moans echoed inside the bathroom. I was grasping for air as the water dripped all over my face. His tongue dug inside me, making fucking movements that made me want to scream with ecstasy.
He increased the flow of the water as he licked me even faster. He settled me back on the floor and rinsed all the soap suds he made. He took a bottle of shampoo and applied some on my hair. He massaged my scalp really well then rinsed me all over. After that, he dried me up real quick using a fresh towel and wrapped it all around my body. He carried me to his bed with my hair still dripping wet. He put me down and removed my towel. “On all fours, Marge.”
Realizing what he intended, I did a crouching position and offered my ass to him. He squeezed it eagerly and gave me a hard spank. I looked at him angrily. “What the hell was that for?”
“For messing up with Kat’s brother.” He said cockily. I couldn’t believe it. He sounded like he was gloating. He spanked me again. And just when I was starting to protest, I heard another smack and felt its intensity on my posterior. “Damn you Flynn! Stop it!” He spanked me again. I felt my face getting red and before I knew it, tears were falling down my face.
I sobbed really hard and went on the farthest side of the bed, propping a pillow in front of me as if for protection. “I never knew you were such as cry baby.” He boasted.
“I never knew Kat has a bastard of a brother!”