The towel was soft and damp against her knees. Her wet hair sprawled in clumps over her shoulders, beads of water making their way down her spine and collarbone. Without Eric behind her, Amber felt a draft on her back. No problem. Eric would give her more than enough warmth and her own determination burned strong. Fuck them all for getting prissy over her fucking her own boyfriend. She'd fuck him all she wanted.
Eric radiated heat, still revved up from his game. Amber smelt his sweat and musk even before peeling off his track pants and boxers, making her desire him all the more. Palms sculpting over that hard, firm ass of his, Amber drew his waist towards her, kissing his smooth skin at the top of his thighs. She wouldn't give him what he wanted so easily, pointedly ignoring his thick, dark dick straightening out next to her cheek. Teasing would make the satisfaction all the sweeter, including for herself.
He grinned down at her, cocky and smug. He at least appreciated a sex. "D'you win?" Amber asked, leaning in to the touch of his hand. Being this tender just before a blow job... Eric really was one of a kind. Most men would've already been pushing their dicks into her mouth. Which had an allure of its own, but for all that it was worth, she'd chosen to be with him.
She ran her lips over the soft tangle of his pubic hairs. She’d meant to hold out for longer, but Amber couldn't resist. She kissed his balls slowly, lapping them with her tongue. Their salty, bitter taste flooded her mouth. Amber glanced upwards, needing to see just how much Eric was enjoying and suffering. Her fingertips pressed into the back of his thigh, the curve of his ass.
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Eric radiated heat, still revved up from his game. Amber smelt his sweat and musk even before peeling off his track pants and boxers, making her desire him all the more. Palms sculpting over that hard, firm ass of his, Amber drew his waist towards her, kissing his smooth skin at the top of his thighs. She wouldn't give him what he wanted so easily, pointedly ignoring his thick, dark dick straightening out next to her cheek. Teasing would make the satisfaction all the sweeter, including for herself.
He grinned down at her, cocky and smug. He at least appreciated a sex. "D'you win?" Amber asked, leaning in to the touch of his hand. Being this tender just before a blow job... Eric really was one of a kind. Most men would've already been pushing their dicks into her mouth. Which had an allure of its own, but for all that it was worth, she'd chosen to be with him.
She ran her lips over the soft tangle of his pubic hairs. She’d meant to hold out for longer, but Amber couldn't resist. She kissed his balls slowly, lapping them with her tongue. Their salty, bitter taste flooded her mouth. Amber glanced upwards, needing to see just how much Eric was enjoying and suffering. Her fingertips pressed into the back of his thigh, the curve of his ass.