“Hmm, and what a good morning it is.” Leaning over to give him a quick peck, she snuggled closer. “So what’s on the agenda for today?” “I can certainly think of a few things.” He chuckled, rolling her over so that she was underneath him. He began at her throat trailing kisses downward, passing between her breasts, his tongue tasting every bit of her. She moaned, arching her hips forward, but he took his time. He sat up, lifting first one of her legs and then the other as he trailed kisses from her ankle to her inner thighs, teasing her. “Brady, please,” she moaned writhing in anticipation. He laughed, his chuckle smug with male satisfaction. He then got busy savoring her taste, his tongue moving in slow deliberate circles to prolong her pleasure. Damn, she was so close. Her hands stroked through his hair, positioning him to where she needed that wet delicious tongue, demanding her satisfaction, and he gave it.
