“My sweet Annabelle. So sweet and sexy. You taste better than a fifteen-hundred-dollar bottle of wine. None of it means anything without you.”
“Kalin, please. We have to…”
“Just us, Annabelle. I don’t need anything else right now.”
He threads my hair to the side and angles my neck towards his lips. My mind continues its defense, but my body responds and melts in his skillful hands. He continues planting hot kisses down my neck, and his strong fingers move up my stomach and back down around my hips. His fingers glide over every angle and curve through the fabric of my dress, sending fluttering sensations from my stomach to my thighs.
“We have to…”
“Shhh. We have all afternoon, baby. Please.” Kalin’s whisper is sensual and hoarse and filled with want. He tosses his jacket from behind me onto a nearby sofa, and pulls me closer toward him. His erection presses against me, and moisture floods to my center. He unzips my dress and follows the zipper with warm and wet kisses. The dress slips over my hips and his erection is diamond hard against my back now.
“You are so beautiful, Annabelle. Your skin is so smooth and soft, and tastes so damn delicious. What good is having all these things without you?”
He peels the dress off my hips, and lowers himself to plant kisses down the curve of my back, and around my hips. His tongue glides along the small of my back while his pushes my panties down. “You have such a perfect ass. It’s almost edible. Hell, it is edible.” He presses his lips against my behind and nips and bites my ass, sending a sharp and pleasant pain to my groin. I shift in his hands from the sensation. He braces my hips with his powerful grip and turns me toward him. His eyes wander over my body and glisten with desire. Another warm wave of desire shoots to my groin while he laves a hot path across the bottom of my stomach with his tongue. Gliding his mouth up to my stomach, he sucks and swirls his tongue in my navel, sending a strong current like a hot wire to my center.
His lips and tongue continue to slick a warm and wet path up the ridge of my stomach. Reaching behind me, Kalin snaps my bra off with a skillful pinch of his fingers as his mouth continues to wander upward. My bra drops to the floor, and his hot mouth glides up the swell of my breast, searing a path up my mound and to my tip. I roll my head back and stretch my arms around his strong shoulders, and my chest heaves with wanting for his touch. Kalin closes his mouth around my erect nipple, and suctions it between his lips.
“Your breasts are so perfect, so shapely and wonderful. So sexy. I could spend the rest of the afternoon just sucking on your tits.” Kalin’s large hand cups my other breast, now throbbing and swelling with need. He captures my hardening nipple between two fingers and has my other hard nipple between his lips and teeth. The sensation is agonizing, painful, and erotic all at the same time. My back arches as if my body demands more of him, more of his onslaught. His whiskers scrape against my swollen mounds as he tugs and suckles on my nipple, alternating between each with his hot mouth.
“Kalin…please.” I moan with desire.
Slowly kissing his way back down my body, he peppers my cleavage with warm kisses, down to my stomach, and across my hips with one melting kiss after another. His lips move over my mound, kissing a pattern slowly and softly down to my center. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, as if enjoying the scent of my desire for him. “Just as I thought. You’re already hot for me, so ready, so wet and sexy.” His blatant lust is so erotic, and my fingers dash through the thick waves of his hair. I tug at his hair between my fingers, and his deep, animalistic groan vibrates through me. I moan in response.
“Now, Kalin, please.”
His tongue darts over my hard nub, again and again, while his rough jaw sends a tingling sensation over my wet flesh. Kalin is on his knees, sending me into a state of mind-numbing pleasure. I gasp and let my head fall back.
He laps at my wet slit, and his desire is raw and unrestrained, causing a shockwave of exploding heat to surge through me. My hand moves through his hair and to his strong, broad shoulder as I anchor myself on him. Kalin places his strong palm around my inner thigh, and flicks his tongue inside of me, sending fiery rhythms over my body. The relentless thrusts of his tongue would cause me to fall back if not for his firm hand palming my ass. His other hand moves from my inner thigh to my center, circling my exposed bead with a finger. His flicking tongue wanders upward over my soft flesh, and my body begins to quiver from waves of heat and aching need.
My fingers clench his hair tighter out of throbbing want, causing him to release a guttural growl that vibrates right to my burning center. His tongue moves back and forth over my inner lips, alternating between quick flicks inside of me and kissing and licking my folds with his full lips and velvety tongue. The sensation causes my mind to scramble and my knees to buckle. His finger glides over my pubic hair, tugging at it between his fingers, before gliding his fingers lightly over my skin toward my wet channel. I’m falling apart at the seams. His thumb gently strokes my clitoris while his wet and rough tongue zigzags in and out of my throbbing pussy.