From the back

I edged my feet to the sides of the tub. I bent forward and braced myself against the front wall. I presented myself to Ross. I was tipsy, horny and confident—I had waxed just for this weekend.

I moaned loudly when he first licked through me. Then I remembered Chandler in the next room. I slid my arm up the wall and brought my mouth to my forearm to muffle the sounds.

Which there were a lot.

Ross gripped my hips and buried his face under my butt cheeks. His tongue was big and agile, and he knew exactly where to lick. I squirmed in pleasure, sliding back and forth on the slick wall.

I had never had oral before from the back, and it was something else. It felt forbidden, which made it so much hotter.

I had no issue relaxing and orgasming until the water turned cold and gave me goosebumps.

Ross turned off the water and wrapped me in a towel. He rubbed my body to warm me up.

“Let’s take this to my room.”

“We said we wouldn’t have sex this weekend,” I said meekly. He could easily change my mind. With a tongue like that I would do anything for him.