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“Look at how soaked you’re getting teasing me. You need my tongue?” I try to tease her, but she’s concentrating hard on my torture.
I shouldn’t be surprised she’s this good. I taught her years ago after she asked for my help, and she knows every fucking touch and rhythm I like as a result. But something about the fact she remembers so much of it—or at least seems to—makes it that much better.
“Madness… fuck. Please.” I beg—I’m not above it. “Please let me have a taste of you.”
She releases my cock from her mouth and leans back for the briefest of moments, her cunt grazing over my tongue, giving me the slightest taste before she’s back on my cock again, working me over like she’s been dying to have me like this for years. It’s so good I’m ready to concede defeat.
“Fuck, okay. I don’t think I can take anymore…” I groan and I uselessly pull against the belt again, desperate to be let loose and touch her, put my mouth on her, and bury my tongue inside her before I suck her clit until she screams for me. But I get none of those things because, the second I warn her, she releases me and pulls away. I’m left hanging on the precipice, so close to coming I can barely stand it. She moves away from me, delicately pulling her leg back over and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Fuckkkk,” I growl, and she turns to smile at me.
“Admit you can’t handle it, and I’ll let you loose and finish you off.” A taunting smirk paints her gorgeous face, her lipstick slightly smeared at the corner from how diligently she’s been working me over, and I can’t give up on her now.
“No. I can handle it.”
She grins and grabs my pants, pulling them the rest of the way off along with my underwear and socks and tossing them all in a pile on the ground. Her bra comes off a moment later and tops off the little mountain of discarded clothing she’s created. I can’t help but stare at her. How every single curve of hers is so perfect, the way her nipples bead up under my watch, the swell of her hips and thighs. She’s everything I’ve ever dreamed about.
“You sure you can take more?”
I nod and she grins, climbing on the bed and over the top of me. She spreads her legs wide and leans back, using her left hand to brace herself on my thigh. She’s hovering just over my cock, and it gives me the perfect view when she starts to play with herself—the pads of her fingers brushing over her clit in small circles before she dips her fingers inside.
“This is what you liked to do, right? Watch me touch myself, so you knew how I liked it?”
I might die right here, tonight.
“Holy fuck, Madness. You’re fucking evil.” She’s so close I can feel the heat of her against my cock and the backs of her knuckles brush the underside.
“Am I?” She grins and looks at me from under lowered lashes. “Why’s that?”
“You had me so close and now you’re making me watch… It’s too fucking much.”
“You want me to take the edge off for you?” She grins.
“Please. Anything. Just please.”
She spreads her legs wider and slides over my cock, teasing both of us with the way she uses me.
“Oh fuck. Yes. Use my cock how you need me.” I groan the words more than speak them.
She’s not the shy girl she once was. She’s confident and sexy, everything I loved about her and more. It’s all bringing me to the fucking edge, all more than I can take after this many years without her. I grit my teeth.
“I’m begging you. Ride me. My cock or my face, I don’t care—just put me out of my misery.”
She kisses her way up my chest and gives me a devious smile, her head turning to my nightstand. “Condom?”
“In my bag.” I nod to it across the room.
She gets up and pulls one out, tearing the wrapper on her way back and then slowly puts it on, rolling it down my cock like we both have all the time in the world. When she’s done, she climbs back on top of me, but instead of taking me, she leans up and reaches for the tie on the belt.
“I’m going to let you go, okay?”
24
Madison
The lookin his eyes is almost feral, and I can feel his heart pounding under mine as I reach up his body to where the belt’s still holding him in place. My fingers fumble over it, and I feel his sharp inhale like he doesn’t want to say the next thing but feels compelled to anyway. I look down at him again and his eyes are a brilliant piercing blue, a warning in them.
“You should fuck me first. You let me go like this, and I’m going to bury myself in that cunt so deep you’ll forget you ever had anyone but me.”
