| Straight: Serial Stories: Spring Break in the Frozen Tundra: Chapter 1 (2/3) |
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around her. She wrapped her legs and arms around me as tight so I wouldn’t drop her. Our lips met and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. I carefully let her back down to the ground and picked up the flowers. From the look on her face as I handed them to her I could tell I didn’t need the card that came with them, but I figured it would at least help me save my breath for anything that happened later. “Twelve beautiful roses for one beautiful angel,” she said as she read the card aloud. “Brett, this is so sweet.” She kissed me again; another passionate kiss, but even deeper this time. “You’re the most amazing guy ever,” she said. We broke our tight embrace and I picked up her bag. “I can carry it,” she said. “I wouldn’t be so amazing if I let you carry your own luggage now, would I?” I replied. “Besides, you’ll need a free hand to carry your flowers.” We walked away from the gate and straight to my car for the drive to my apartment. I opened the door to my apartment and led her to my room. Jamie sat down on my bed while I put her flowers in a temporary vase. I look at her sitting there in her nice blouse and khaki pants. Her shoes had already been discarded on my floor. She was so beautiful. “It’s hot in here,” she said. I watched as she began to undo her blouse. Slowly, one button at a time she teasingly removed her top. I was frozen in the middle of the room in total disbelief at my good fortune. Jamie’s hands moved to her pants. Again she teased me with her deliberately slow motions. “Do you like my outfit?” she asked. All I could do was nod yes as I continued to stare at this beautiful woman. Her c-cups covered by a beautiful black lace bra, her mound under a matching thong. “Come here,” she beckoned. She hooked the fingers of her left hand into the waist of my jeans and pulled me to her. Her right hand grabbed my neck and pulled my lips to hers. She parted my lips with her tongue. I felt her hands move to my hips and up under my shirt. I broke our passionate lip lock and quickly removed my shirt. I kissed Jamie’s neck. A soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips. I gently sucked on her collarbone while my hands reached behind her and unclasped her bra. My mouth moved down her chest. I kissed my way to her thong. I pulled it aside with my thumb and licked her slit. I parted her lips and slid my tongue into her briefly, then pulled my head away from her. Jamie looked at me with an expression that clearly said “don’t stop.” I moved my mouth back between her legs, but not to lick. I bit her thong and tugged on it, pulling it off of her with my teeth. I could taste her wetness on the fabric and it was intoxicating. I wanted more. I kissed my way back up her thighs. My tongue licked her lips and flicked her clit, sending shockwaves through her body. My mouth closed on her clit. I slipped two fingers into her as far as they could go. I found her g-spot and started to gently stroke it with my fingers. “OH GOD, BRETT!” she screamed. “Don’t stop! I’m |
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Fantastic!
