VE HAVE VAYS TO MAKE YOU TALK #WIPITUPWEDNESDAY

Welcome to WIP IT UP WEDNESDAY!  This week, I’m going to take a break from our WIP to share a scene with you from “The Author’s Friends” which was published last week!  Carla has just agreed to interview for a job with the governor in Harrisburg and asks Dana to meet her after work for drinks, so she can give her the details.  Naturally, neither of them have anything to eat and Carla’s brother, the bartender, makes a call to have them picked up.  Here’s how things went with Carla and Michael later that evening.  If you would like to have a peek into Dana and Richard's window - I recently visited Melody's blog and shared that scene with her!  We would love it if you would stop over! :)  http://bit.ly/1r1gPon

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"What were you thinking, Carla?  Three glasses of wine after work, and you probably didn’t eat much for lunch, did you?”

“Can I put on my pajamas, Michael?  I’m so tired right now.”

"Yes, but when you return my big girl has some explaining to do.” Michael turned her around and patted her bottom lovingly.

When Carla entered the den, Michael was sitting on the couch waiting for her, his face 

expressionless.

"I have so much going on in my head, Michael.” Carla made herself comfortable in his lap.

“I figured as much.  But why did you go to Dana before me?  Is this about us?  Was it about our meeting with Jason?”

"No, this was about me.  I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

"So you went with liquid courage instead?  Come on, Carla.  I thought we shared everything with each other.  By the way, the kitten pajamas are a nice touch.” He tapped her on the nose.

“Just for the record, I didn’t drink quite enough for the ‘courage’ part.”

“Ve have vays to make you talk,” Michael joked in a bad German accent as he put his hand down the front of Carla’s pajamas.

“Yes, but I’m sure your methods are much more enjoyable … ooh,” Carla exclaimed as Michael’s skilled fingers zeroed in on her clit.

“Start talking … right now.  And don’t even tink about an orgasm until you are finished with ze the story.  Understand, young lady?” His German accent suddenly became heavier.

 “Uh huh ...”

Carla’s pussy was warm, wet and tingly as Michael’s fingers firmly tapped and teased.

“I’m waiting.” His eyes became expressive, as he put pressure on her swollen hot button looking for a reaction.

“Ahh, okay.” Her body suddenly twitched in response.  “An old friend of mine from Penn called who works for the governor.  Well, actually she’s his chief of staff.  Ooh that’s nice…”

“Impressive,” Michael responded as his fingers worked their magic.  “This story better be told quickly, because my lips will be going south soon to nibble and gnaw,” he warned.

“It seems that the governor is looking to make a new appointment in his administration, and Rachel thinks I would be perfect for the job.” Carla spit the words out of her mouth in record time.

 

Michael lowered Carla’s bottoms while positioning her legs around his neck, dipping her backwards onto the couch.  As his head lowered toward her pussy, he spoke.  “I’m sure there’s more, so please keep talking.”
 

“They want me to come in and interview the day after tomorrow.” Her eyes squeezed shut as he collected stray juices with the width of his tongue.
 

“The nibbling and gnawing will commence as promised ...” he mumbled in between tongue movements.
 

“Ahh, Michael please, I’m almost there,” she begged.
 

But he didn’t speak.  As promised, he nibbled and carefully suckled, taking her as close to the edge as possible.
 

“Michael, say something.  Please don’t be angry that I didn’t come to you first.  Ahh, please … I can’t wait any longer.  Please …”
 

“Think of something else, my love.  Take your mind to another place.  You can do it, if you try,” he said sneaking a peek at her face.  It was contorted between pain and pleasure; one he adored that words just couldn’t describe.
 

“Nooo … oh my God, Michael … I can’t do this … PLEASE!”
 

“Concentrate.”

“I NEED TO FINISH … PLEASE!”

And with those last words, he sucked harder and rubbed his lips over her soaked pussy as she whirled in a bright white spin, losing all control and loving every minute.

“Absolutely delicious.  There is no dessert more decadent than you.  Although I do think you could have held on a little longer.” He licked his lips and laughed as her head fell back.

 “My heart is pumping out of my chest.  I do hope you are certified in CPR.” 

“I’m always here for you, Carla,” he said pulling up her pajama pants.  “Go to the interview, my love, it is the chance of a lifetime.  You will always be my Peanut and nothing will ever change that.”  He gently kissed her forehead. 

Carla smiled and hugged him with tears in her eyes.  “I know, Michael.”
 

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