Billie Bob Jones
When he came back to the bedroom he was breathing heavily from sprinting up and down three levels. He held a small tub of what I guessed to be ice cream that fit perfectly in his hand and a gold teaspoon. He had an excited grin on his face as he went to the foot of the bed.
"Are you going to tie me up again?" I smiled as he pulled me by my legs so I was closer to him.
He knelt down as I sat up so my face was in line with his. He took my hands in his then kissed them both, followed by my inner wrists, "Do you want me to?"
I bit my lower lip as I ran my fingers through his silky smooth hair before kissing him. My fingers massaged his scalp gently as I allowed myself to get lost in the feeling of his soft yet commanding lips. There was not one person I could compare to Benedito. I could spend the rest of my life kissing him and be extremely satisfied.
