Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
I love how easy some men are to tease. It’s like their brain short-circuits with just a whisper. Last night, I was hanging out with some friends. It wasn’t really a planned get-together, just a few of us happened to be over at Stacy’s. Stacy and Molly were scrolling on their phones, comparing reels as they huddled side by side on the couch. I was making snacks in the kitchen when I heard male voices come through the front door. My head tilted to see if I recognized who the voices belonged to.
The husky baritone of Levi’s voice causes a shiver to race down my spine. He’s painfully shy, and tormenting him with coy smiles and gentle touches always makes for an exciting evening.
Just a Whisper
When I walk into the living room carrying a tray of finger foods, I notice Levi has parked his cute ass in the recliner and a few other boys have scattered around the floor in front of the tv. They have turned on a video game and are already arguing about who’s going to win. Levi’s gaze follows me, I notice him checking out the curve of my ass in my skin tight jeans and the heavy swell of my tits as I lean over to place the food on the coffee table. He tries to look away when I look up, but I catch him anyway. I move to sit on the arm of the recliner, and his body tenses. My thigh brushes his bicep, and he clears his throat.
Casually, I lean over him and let my lips tease his ear lobe as I whisper, “Too mature for video games?” He tries to sit up taller and shifts beside me nervously.
“Uh, I just don’t want to play.” He pulls a small throw pillow over his lap, and I know he’s trying to cover the tenting in his pants. I slip off the arm of the chair right onto the pillow in his lap and feel him inhale sharply. His hands are at his sides like he’s scared to touch me, but wants to so badly. My fingers rub his chest, and my nose skims the side of his throat. I whisper again, “Would you rather play with me instead?”
Play with me
He swallows tightly and shifts again. His eyes are wide and nervous as my fingers trace patterns on his chest. “Uh, um. Ah.’ He stutters as if he forgot English. I wriggle my hips, and he shivers under me. “Oh God.” Levi’s eyes roll back, and he begins panting.
”Mmm, are we already playing?” I whisper in his ear. “Feels like we are,” I tease, and his hand finally touches my hip.
“You have to get up.” He pleads
“Or what?” i roll my ass over the pillow on his lap knowing its grinding down on his erection.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
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