A little snog dedicated to my hubby Kev Blisse, who was the inspiration for this musical tale.

“I’m sorry it’s kinda messy, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit.” I pick up the video game boxes off the sofa and throw them down beside the TV. “Would you like a drink?”

“No thanks,” Chloe smiles, sitting down on the sofa. “Your flat is lovely, very blokey.”

“Erm, thanks.” My eyes flick around the room, seeking out anything else I can move quickly and make the place look presentable.

“Sit down,” she commands, patting the black leather beside her. “It’s fine.”

“Oh, okay.” I pull off my jacket. I’m suddenly boiling hot. I lay it over the sofa back before sitting down next to her. I don’t feel relaxed in the slightest. My heart is galloping like a thoroughbred horse and my flanks are sweating like one, too. I have a girl in my flat. This is an unprecedented first, folks, and I don’t know what to do. What do you talk about with a hot girl who has shown some kind of sexual interest in you?

Sad to say, this has never happened to me before, not ever. Yep, that’s right I’m a complete and utter first timer. I’ve not even seen a woman naked, well apart from those few on the Internet.

“Why are you so tense, Pete?” she asks, running a hand down my arm. “Don’t you want me here?”

“No, I mean yes, I mean don’t go.” I flush and she giggles. “I’m just not sure what to do next.”

Chloe shifts in her seat to look straight at me, her nose a bare inch from my own.

“Kiss me.” She whispers in a voice barely louder than a breath. Her mellow green eyes fix on mine as I tilt forward. She encourages me wordlessly on with the lustful spark in her eye. Oh please God, let it be lustful and not disgusted or faintly amused. I suck at reading people, I really do.

My lips touch hers and the worry slips away from my mind. I’m now consumed with the sweet pressure of her lips on mine and the undulation of our mouths as we kiss. I’m tense at first, stiff and rigid, but with gentle movements and great patience her lips break through the barrier and my mouth slips open. I groan deep in my chest as her tongue darts inside of me. It feels so intimate, as if I am being fucked by her tongue.

“And this,” she says, pulling away from my lips and giving me a moment to breathe, “is where my real talent lies. Would you like to see more of my oral technique?”

Pick up Lyrical now to experience more of Chloe’s oral technique!