Youssef is sitting at his desk whilst I'm lying on his bed, reading a book. I look over and see him frowning and sighing at his laptop screen, me I grin to myself as an idea pops into my head. With the corner of the page folded, I close the book and place it on the bed, swinging my legs to the end and standing up. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his shoulders, my head resting near his as I place gentle kisses on his cheek.
"Mmm baby you look so stressed, maybe you should relax for a little and try again later," I say in a soothing tone, feeling his shoulder sag and relax into my touch. He hums in agreement and spins in the chair so that we're facing each other, placing his hands on my hips.
"Come here babygirl," he says as his hands pull me to his lap, making me straddle his thighs. My hands slide into his hair as I lean in, kissing and licking his neck and up his jaw before placing my lips against his. He moans as the contact and parts his lips to kiss me deeper. I feel his tongue trace across my bottom lip before sliding into my mouth, tasting and exploring as I moan into the kiss.
His hands squeeze my hips and bring my closer to his body, not breaking the kiss as one hand travels up my body. He cups my breast and rubs his thumb over my nipple, feeling it slowly harden and poke my t-shirt. I feel his hand slide back down and finger the hem on my top before deciding to rub his fingers against my bare skin. I break the kiss and pant, trying to get my breathing back to normal.
"Take it off baby," I whisper, my lips barely touching his as he starts to pull my top up. I lift my arms and he pulls it off, gazing down to look at my breasts. My nipples get hard in the cool air and at the lustful gaze Youssef is giving me. I feel my cheeks warm as he looks up at me, his hand going to the back of my neck and bringing me in for a deep but short kiss again. He breaks the kiss and drops kisses along my jaw, down my neck where he health sucks and licks, marking up the sensitive skin.
