I set the condom on the nightstand and kiss her lips, then trail a path down her throat and over her chest, stopping at her nipples to say hi before I keep going. Most of my bottom half is on the floor by the time I stretch out between her thighs. I loop my arms around her legs and settle in, groaning as I lick up the length of her. “I love the way you taste.” Her hands slide into my hair. “I love your magical tongue.” “I love you, my precious,” I whisper against her clit before I circle it with my tongue.
