He reached out and dragged the pad of his thumb down by my lips before he pushed it inside. Hard and deep. My belly twisted as I sucked. It was a precursor. A warning. I wasn’t sure. The only thing I knew was I wanted more. I wanted to see him. Experience him. Have him. I edged up enough so I could hook my fingers into the waistband of his shorts. I started to wiggle them down, careful of his wound as I tugged them free and he stepped out of them, though I was basically knocked senseless the second I freed his dick.
