"No!"
"Come on! Why not? If you love me, you'd let me read your emails."
"Let me read yours."
He grinned in the way that always made me smile and pulled out his Blackberry, as if he was going to hand it over. "I'll show you a message, for a message", he said, leaning towards me to get a better look at the computer. I moved further away. "I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Cause I have too many emails talking about you." I could feel the smile spreading across my face. I looked over. His face was broken.
"I'm just playing Sonny", I said, as I reached over and caressed his cheek. He seemed to ease up a bit, but I don't know how much he believed me. He alleviated my fears immediately.
"I don't believe you. I want to see for myself."
"Sonny, come on..."
"No, you put it out there."
"In jest!"
"Truth hides in jest."
I slammed the laptop shut. "What would I need to do to get you to believe me?", I said and I laid back on the couch. My hope was that my eyes would convey all that I was feeling.
He got the message.
The smile on his face instantly aroused me and he pinched my nipple, seeing as it was poking through my t-shirt. I groaned at the feeling of his fingertips on me, and I wanted him to devour me. He obliged, by sucking the nipple he pinched through my shirt, and his hands made their way underneath so he could taste the real deal. He pulled my shirt over my head and looked down as my breasts stood at attention. My nipples were so hard, they peeked out over the top of my bra. His tongue flickered across one while he caressed the other, and his free hand found its way into my sweats and he felt around until he found what he was looking for. As soon as he found it, my back arched, pushing me closer to him, and my lips and tongue sought out his.
As we kissed, we undressed each other, our clothes falling to the floor and behind the couch, taking the computer with them. I felt him cup my ass and lift me off the couch towards him, and as he entered me and curved, he tickled that spot that only he could reach. With each thrust of his body on mine, he knew it was only a matter of minutes before I would give him my Gmail password. At this rate, he could ask for my ATM code, and it be his.
He made me cum once, and then again, and as always I was in awe of his stamina. After he came, I sat him upright and mounted him, brushing both of my nipples against his lips. He instinctively sucked them, still cupping my ass and catching the thrust of my hips and I rode him stiff again. He felt too good inside of me, and I came quicker than I wanted to.
We laid there for a bit in post-coital bliss, until the sound of his Blackberry went off. I leaned over and picked it up, along with my computer that lay upside down, looking sad and forlorn. I handed it to him, and flipped the top up to where my Gmail page slowly came into focus. I kept his Blackberry in hand.
"So, who's going first?"
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