‘There, taste me through your nose. Are they still warm from me, are they damp?’ Fingers rubbed the silk panties against her nostrils. She lay sti...l, entranced. The rustle again and the bed dipped. The warm breath was back beside her ear, hair touching her face. ‘My hand is between my thighs, where your face was this morning. My finger is caressing my lips as your tongue did. Do you remember? How you slithered between my lips so softly, imagining I was asleep. How you lapped at me and covered. ...i love that done to me too.gijanemaccoy: you pause over my lower back and push them in deeper and i bite your lip in responseBB: more babygijanemaccoy: i start to kneel down and pull your shirt up over your stomach and kiss it down to the top of your jeansgijanemaccoy: your hands are resting on my shoulders, your nails poised and ready to strikegijanemaccoy: i unbutton you jeans and kiss the skin theregijanemaccoy: i unzip them and kiss that skin tooBB: hmmgijanemaccoy: i work them over your. I mean, really fucking sexy. I’ve been so looking forward to this night.” He lifted a dripping forkful to his mouth, still talking as he stuffed in more food. “I’ve been thinking that we could book a hotel you know?” his lascivious smile was greased with the juice from his veal. “Oh,” Ellen felt suddenly queasy and began to wonder how she would ever make it through this night, trying to think of excuses that she could give, in order to escape sooner, “I don’t know about that, Bob. I mean, we. She was shocked she even noticed. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘I badgered Tasha’ (she was going to kill their one last mutual friend when she next saw her) ‘took me ages but finally she let slip where you were living now. I’ve been wanting to talk to you for ages, to say I’m sorry, to try and make amends. Not that I think I can. Not that I even deserve it.’ His eyes dropped to the path in front of him. ‘You look good Alex, great in fact.’ his eyes met hers again ‘Please all I want to do is talk.