His pulsing veins met my lips, the taste of the whole thing bristling on my taste buds. Incoherent words sputtered from his mouth as I went impossibly faster with licking him like a savory lollipop. Xxnx I walked over to a small wall and sat down to wait. He pulled off a book I had nestled on top of others on the shelf, not wanting it to be found. I hear him let out a small moan of pleasure, and switch between making small circles around each nipple with my tongue, and toying with the other with my fingers, squeezing them slightly. “Oliver” I told him, returning my name for his. “I think you and this book are the same thing. I searched his head, letting my fingers dance in his hair like he did for me.
