Chapter 28: Another One?
I watched as Reagan knelt down at the foot of the bed. Then he slowly raised my skirt off which exposed myself to him. I felt him remove my underwear and I had to lift my butt a little to help him with it, when he was done, he simply stared at me down there. For an unknown reason, I suddenly felt embarrassed and I tried to close my legs, but Reagan's firm hands kept it open.
"Don't close your legs." Reagan murmured in a breathy whisper, "You are so beautiful." He said then leaned down and placed a kiss on my inner thighs.
The words he said gave me the courage to relax under his gaze, despite the erratic beating of my heart. The low and solemn words from Reagan made me shiver. His palm held my thighs, his thumbs slowly caressing my skin as he steadily kept my legs apart with his lips gently kissing and sucking on my thigh, he repeated that motion as he began to head up, going to where my pussy was.
"Fuck Dahlia, you are so wet." Reagan groaned, drawing in a deep breath that made the inside of my thighs quiver.
I peered down at him, not sure what he meant by that. "Um, is that a good thing?"
"Fuck yes!" Reagan murmured and then before I could figure out what he was doing, he suddenly brought his tongue and licked me right on that spot.
"Oh gods!" I suddenly arched back from the bed at the strange sensation of what he had just done.
Reagan chuckled and I could feel the vibration of his laughter brushing against me, sending another shiver through my body. Reagan held me firmly as he gave my pussy another lick, this one slow and deliberate, almost as if he was taking his time.
Reagan hummed in pleasure. "Hmm, you are sweet, just like I dreamt you would be."