11 Oct (a little) Sample Sunday – Dinner Plans
“You never answered about dinner,” he muttered against my ear, then bent to nip my neck.
With my eyes still closed, I shook my head. “I don’t think I can do tonight.”
“Think harder.” His hands stilled then moved away from me, and I let out a groan of protest as he nipped my neck again. “Think harder, Kora.”
“Don’t do this,” I whined, trying to rock against his hand, but he held me still.
His lips brushed my ear. “You want to come?”
“You want me to make you come?”
My body shuddered involuntarily as he pushed against my clit with his thumb, then pressed his lips to my neck, then shoulder. “Then think harder about dinner.”
My feet came off the floor as Tariq’s arm moved around my waist, pulling me against his body as he pushed his fingers into me again. He pumped hard, hooking his fingers into me until he found that little spot again, working me until my legs were trembling as I came.
He lowered me to the floor and then licked me off his fingers, smirking at my wobbly state as he reclaimed his shirt. He pulled it on, buttoning it as he headed back for the bathroom. At the door, he turned to look back in my direction.
I swallowed hard, taking several long blinks before I turned to face him. “Text me the details.”