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CSI › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
31
Views:
10,720
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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8
Chapter 8
He and Sara were naked. She was straddling his lap and had her heads on either side of him on the headboard.
“I love your eyes.” She kissed each eyelid.
“I love your ass.”
“Somehow I think you just cheapened a moment.”
“You think?” He kissed her collarbone. “Tell me something.”
“Anything.”
He held her eyes with his for several seconds thinking of all the things he wanted to tell her. “Where did a nice straight laced girl like you learn to do that thing with your mouth?”
“I am not telling.”
He found her lips again. “I think I can get it out of you.”
Sara’s phone rang. “Shit! If it’s work I am not answering it.”
A playfully slap caught her left cheek as she reached for the phone. “It’s Sofia. Should I or shouldn’t I?”
“She usually doesn’t call unless it’s important.”
Sara answered the phone as Gil’s mouth worked sucked one nipple. Sara stifled a sound that rose from the back of her throat. “Matthew? What’s wrong?” She listened for a minute and handed the phone to Gil.
As he was listening he began reached for his pants. “I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”
He handed Sara her phone. “Matthew locked himself out of his house.”
“Are you coming back?”
He stopped moving. “How did my brother know to call me on your phone when I didn’t answer mine?”
“The more important question is why is he calling from Sofia’s phone?”
And she wondered why he thought she was smarter than he was.
He and Sara were naked. She was straddling his lap and had her heads on either side of him on the headboard.
“I love your eyes.” She kissed each eyelid.
“I love your ass.”
“Somehow I think you just cheapened a moment.”
“You think?” He kissed her collarbone. “Tell me something.”
“Anything.”
He held her eyes with his for several seconds thinking of all the things he wanted to tell her. “Where did a nice straight laced girl like you learn to do that thing with your mouth?”
“I am not telling.”
He found her lips again. “I think I can get it out of you.”
Sara’s phone rang. “Shit! If it’s work I am not answering it.”
A playfully slap caught her left cheek as she reached for the phone. “It’s Sofia. Should I or shouldn’t I?”
“She usually doesn’t call unless it’s important.”
Sara answered the phone as Gil’s mouth worked sucked one nipple. Sara stifled a sound that rose from the back of her throat. “Matthew? What’s wrong?” She listened for a minute and handed the phone to Gil.
As he was listening he began reached for his pants. “I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”
He handed Sara her phone. “Matthew locked himself out of his house.”
“Are you coming back?”
He stopped moving. “How did my brother know to call me on your phone when I didn’t answer mine?”
“The more important question is why is he calling from Sofia’s phone?”
And she wondered why he thought she was smarter than he was.