“Let’s take this to the bed.” He purred into her ear as he removed his fingers from her dripping sex. A small whimper left her lips at the loss of touch but before Cheyenne could protest his lips connected with hers as he picked her up his large hands clasped under her rounded buttocks, her legs dangling at his sides. Her arms circled around his neck as she began to kiss and such upon his flesh greedily and enjoyed the small low groans that came from his throat. Within minutes he had deposited her upon their king sized bed and no sooner had he done that than his lips and hands were already working their magic upon her tanned and supple flesh. Cheyenne tilted her head back her lips parting as she gasped in ecstasy when his tongue licked the hollow of her throat and up to the shell of ear. At the same time his fingers were working their way down her torso as he unbuttoned the flannel shirt she was wearing. Opening it, he exposed her rounded breasts and immediately tilted his head down to kiss and suckle upon one while his hand squeezed, pinched, and plucked at the other. Such moist lips suckled on certain areas of one of her glorious soft orbs before enclosing around the nipple, gently taking it in his teeth. A small hiss of pleasure came from her as she arched her back into his mouth. Flicking the nub of flesh with the tip of his tongue his hand found its way once again between her legs into her moist wet valley, stroking her folds lightly before his thumb pressed against the sensitive nerve bundle, massaging it gently. As a result her thighs spread apart for him as she whimpered in need.
“Oh love…please, don’t stop…” She panted.
He grinned against her breast as he trailed soft feather like kisses down her chest and belly to the soft curls around her sex. Pausing a moment he grinned his dark eyes flickering up to her taking in the sight of her expression and how it begged him for more. He then covered her sex with his mouth, licking up her wet folds before nipping at her clitoris. She cried out in pleasure as his lips pressed against her core, his tongue poking deep into her wet womanhood, teasing her. Licking up her folds, the tip of his tongue lightly flicked against the small sensitive nub of flesh repeatedly before puckering his lips around it, sucking lightly. Cheyenne writhed beneath him whimpering, moaning in pleasure. Slender fingers curled into his thick hair and into the sheets upon the bed. She worried her lower lip between her teeth breathing hard through her nose. She could feel her release, her peak coming close. Mojave knew the spots to poke, the buttons to push to get her to writhe and plead for more. He knew what places to kiss the areas to nip, bite, suck, and lick and just how to bring her to release. His hot mouth on her sex worked its magic, bring her closer and closer to release but being the devious lover that he was, Mojave pulled away from her cave of wonders and kissed up her body. A loud whine accompanied the lack of attention on her nether regions.
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