David is uneasy. "What you see pleases you."

I like what I see, no BS. I raise myself so that I can see his whole physique. God is just perfect. Strong, but so dang soft and hard. Lips are licked. I'm torn between wanting to bite into your thighs or your chest first.

He whispers, "Dirty girl," but his lips wrinkly. "Get down on your knees for me," I said.

I like how carefully he observes me as I slowly comply. Finally, David climbs up onto the bed behind me and runs his hands over my back and hips, grabbing my thighs in the process. He further disperses me. “Better.”...