Chapter 12: Tongue
Added 2025-03-15 17:00:09 +0000 UTCFilling my lungs with his scent wasn’t satisfying when I knew I could have more. Now I wanted to taste him — to run my tongue over every inch of his body, like a cat grooming its mate, claiming him. That day, as soon as he closed the door and dropped his sweaty clothes on my desk, I cornered him against the couch. Without a word, I pressed my mouth to his neck, licking a thick drop of sweat sliding slowly down his hot skin.
Blake let out a dumb laugh, holding his breath while I kept going lower, following the trail of sweat dripping from his chest, sticky and salty. "Boss, that tickles! Haha, what are you doing?" he giggled, clueless. I didn’t answer. I just kept going, my tongue dragging down over his hard abs, tasting every drop like my life depended on it. Blake looked down at me, his big eyes sparkling as he laughed, not understanding what was happening…
