Phil couldn't remember a time in near history when he'd been this hard. He rarely ever took much time with himself anymore, just jerking off perfunctorily in the shower after work, and he knew his own response pattern well enough now that he could get there with the bare minimum of effort, exhausted from a long day and just needing to relieve the tension before he went to bed.
This, though, was a totally different kind of erection, the kind that he hardly ever got anymore. He was so turned-on--not just aroused, but literally warm all over and feeling little thrills of lust on a constant loop in his stomach. The feel of her nipple in his mouth was just the cherry on the sundae right now.
He wanted to taste more of her, though, to make her do more of that thing with her nails--he shivered in pleasure at the feel of them--so he kissed his way down the slope of her breast until he was at her breastbone, moving slowly southward. When he reached her abdomen, he looked up at her with a questioning expression before going further. "Is it okay? Do you like that?" His voice was soft but hoarse, his calm veneer peeling away.
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Date: 2012-04-29 04:52 am (UTC)This, though, was a totally different kind of erection, the kind that he hardly ever got anymore. He was so turned-on--not just aroused, but literally warm all over and feeling little thrills of lust on a constant loop in his stomach. The feel of her nipple in his mouth was just the cherry on the sundae right now.
He wanted to taste more of her, though, to make her do more of that thing with her nails--he shivered in pleasure at the feel of them--so he kissed his way down the slope of her breast until he was at her breastbone, moving slowly southward. When he reached her abdomen, he looked up at her with a questioning expression before going further. "Is it okay? Do you like that?" His voice was soft but hoarse, his calm veneer peeling away.