"You haven't supplied a medical. Can I trust you?"
I nodded, grasping the sheets. I could feel all the color draining from my face. My heart no longer racing anymore.
It was fluttering wildly, ready to jump out my chest, as he blew a warm breath on my shaven, bald pu**y.
"No, I said, breathless and confused.
We had only met. A violent shiver of arousal moved through me. My lips so dry, I licked them crazily, as his tongue parted my pu**y wet lips. My restless hips, wanted to move, but his hand held them in place.
I bit my lip to hide the tremble, trying not to make a sound. His tongue rolling over my swollen clit slowly and I writhed as my orgasm rose to great heights, pulling him in deeper.
Darryl tried to pull away,but my hands went tight on his head. Pressing my hips to his face with a tremble, but he still manages to twist out of my grasp, jerking away. His action, left me feeling embarrassed and in a heavy state of need.
"It's time you get dress. I will come back around nine, to pick you up." his lips glistening with my juices.
I had forgotten about that, glancing at the digital clock on my bedside table.
Eight-thirty
Before I could respond, he turns on his heels walking out of my room.