Hot Lips
As his middle
finger slid wetly over her clitoris she thrust upwards and engulfed him.
He reached inside of her and cupped her as he had her breast, rocking
his palm in slow circles. His fingers were deep inside of her pulsing
walls as he grasped her lips between his knuckles and held firmly.
With the heel of his hand he pressed downwards and fluttered his palm,
sending vibrations through her spine to explode in her brain. She clamped
her teeth on his arm as her thighs clutched at him and she trembled.
Minutes passed as they lay still. Sara stirred, rolling over to her
right. He turned with her, and the motion drew him from her with a soft
smacking sound. As Sara’s arm slid around his waist in her slumber, Julie
curled on her left facing him in the darkness. She drew his hand to her lips
and delicately licked it.