I was filled with anger, boiling with rage. How can he just stand up because I told him I wasn't in the mood. A man should know how to seduce his woman, make her no change to a maybe and then to a very hungry YES. I watched him as he moved towards the door then I looked away facing the wall, like a child avoiding the murder scene of a horror movie. I was halfway asleep when a felt this sudden cool breeze, too lazy to open my eyes I ignored it. I felt a hand running through my thighs those warm fleshy fingers opposed the cold and I wished I could feel that warmth all over my body. Felt my pants leaving their position. Could this be a dream was I imagining things? I felt wet skin making its way from my bellybutton downwards to the honeypot, Ah! That was the tongue. I had to open my eyes to confirm what was really happening. Damian was helping himself, I closed my eyes and decided not to spoil the moment there was no need to pretend anymore I liked what he was doing and didn't want to stop him. His hand moved softly upwards beneath my night dress, he was making his way for the nipples. This was the feeling I just needed to relax. He knew the art of nipple stimulation so well I would give him a PhD. I felt so good I lost control tongue on my clits and fingers working wonders on my nipples, boom! The whole place was wet at this point he knew I was awake all along.
N.B this is fictional
Bad child. Lol
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