“Sometimes, I just want to put you over my knee — ”

Jason was obviously tired of the way I’d been teasing him. But I couldn’t help myself. He’s so easy to tease.

“Put me over your knee,” I repeated, surprised by the way my body responded automatically to those words. My thighs tightened and my pussy — already wet — seemed to gush.

“Yeah.” He stroked my face and pushed my dark hair off my forehead, tracing his fingers over the wayward curl that never will lie right. I was on the floor, between his spread thighs with my mouth open. I’d been teasing him, like I’d said, not quite sucking on the head of his cock. I’d pretended I was going to, and then kissed the insides of his thighs instead. I’d come so close to... Read More