It don't mean your rep cuz U kiss in a restaurant (Come) It don't mean your rep just cuz me tallywhacker suckin' is all U want (Come) All it means is that the 1 that Come before me never made U Come U should do that baby (Come)
Amelie's POV
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"Oh my God," I spoke barely above a whisper, my face contorted in pleasure and tiny beads of sweat forming on my forehead as I lightly gripped the sheets. A soft gasp escapes my lips as I sit up on my elbows and look down, moaning softly at the sight before me.
Prince's head was nestled between my thighs, a low groan leaving his lips and lightly vibrating against my skin, as his warm wet tongue lapped at my sensitive flesh.
My hand instinctively lets go of the sheets, reaches out and lightly grips the back of his head. My fingers tangle within his hair as I hold him closer.
"Yes, just like that," I mutter as his tongue flicks at my bundle of nerves again. With another soft gasp leaving me, I slightly raise my hips off the bed, trying to push them up toward him, but he presses a firm hand against my belly to stop my movements. I want to let out a frustrated moan, but instead I say to him, "Keep going, I'm almost there."
"Mmm," He groans softly, his strong arms holding me in place as he continues sucking. My head lolls back and I let out a long drawn out moan as my release comes quickly.
Slightly closing my eyes while I lay all the way down on the bed, I giggle quietly to myself as I try to control my labored breathing and allow the aftershocks from my climax to subside. Prince places a few kisses on my inner thighs before sliding my legs off his shoulders. A smirk plays on the corners of his lips as he towers over me and presses his lips on to mine. I moan into his mouth, tasting myself on his tongue as it slips into mine.
"Good morning," I mumble softly against his lips with a small smile, taking a moment to break away from our heated kiss to properly greet him. He chuckles lowly.
"Good morning," He replied, speaking in a hushed raspy tone, as he returns the smile, "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"
"I did," I respond, my smile widening a little at his question as I let my hands glide smoothly up and down his back, relishing in the feeling of his soft skin underneath my fingertips, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," He smirks and leans in, placing another kiss on my lips before speaking again, "And what about just now?"
"What about it?" I teased lightly, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. He chuckles lowly.
"Do I even have to ask?"
"I don't know. Do you?"
"Oh, come on," He laughs softly, brushing a few strands of my hair away from my face and tucking it behind my ear, "I'm only asking because I want to make sure you were okay with this and you don't regret anything."
