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“It’s a good thing we’re home alone, because people would surely know you’re gonna get fucked,” he teases.
His hand slides around to the back, and he pops the clasp of my bra. “You won’t be needing this anymore.” Once it’s discarded, he turns to both of my breasts, working one over with his mouth the other with his fingertips. I’m a ball of need and want, squirming around the couch. He leans down and kisses my lips, swallowing all my moans and kneading a nipple with his hand.
I need him close to me. I need friction, or I just might explode. I grab him and pull him back on top of me. Circling my hips on his, I try to get some much-needed release. He pushes his hips into mine, letting me feel the full weight of him. It feels so good that I moan.
“Derek, I want to feel you,” I tell him, pulling at the hem of his shirt. He maneuvers over to the side and pulls off his shirt, and I marvel at the sight of him. He’s a thing of beauty, with his tattoos and recently tanned skin under the soft light. I can’t bring myself to look away, but when I do, he’s smiling at me.
“Are you enjoying the view? You’ve got a little drool there.” He motions to the corner of his mouth and laughs at me.
I just smile back at him and shrug. “What can I say? I like to look at your body.”
“I’m glad.” He goes for the string of my shorts and begins untying them. “I wanna play with what’s beneath here.” Leaning down, he places a featherlight kiss on my core through the shorts, and I buck my hips up in appreciation. “Lift for me,” he says, dragging the shorts and my thong down my legs.
I’m naked before him and can smell my arousal.
“You are so ready for me,” he comments. “But I’m not ready for you yet. I want to play with you a little bit more.”
Lying back down beside me, his fingers dive into my folds, and he inserts two fingers inside me. I cry out in pleasure.
“Let’s see if you can take three.” He inserts another one and begins twisting them ever so slightly.
I squirm with pleasure. “Oh God, Derek. Take your pants off,” I command.
“Why?” he asks, still working me over with his fingers.
“Because maybe I want to play too.” I really haven’t touched him much since this whole thing started. He’s made it more about me and giving me pleasure. I want to do the same for him.
“Okay,” he says, standing up and discarding his shorts and boxers. He moves naked throughout the house and goes back to his room, then returns with a foil packet.
Ah yes, protection. At least we don’t have to worry about him getting me pregnant.
My thoughts are immediately cut off from their practical path when he’s standing in front of me naked. His dick is hard and already standing at attention. I love how big he is. How deep he gets and how it rides the line of pleasure and pain.
“Come here.” I beckon him over with a finger. “Are you going to make me beg?”
“Why would I do that?” He smirks at me in the dim lighting but doesn’t move.
“Because you like to torture me and having me at your mercy. It’s time you were at mine,” I say to him, sitting up and grabbing for his hips. I get a hold and pull him toward me.
“Audrey,” he says in warning, like he knows what I have planned for him. “You don’t have to…”
“I know I don’t, but I want to.”
I lick my lips and take him into my mouth. I almost fear that he won’t quite fit without seriously testing my gag reflex, but I manage to guide him to the back of my throat and then slide forward. I love the moans coming from him. I pull back so that he slides almost out of my mouth and then circle the tip with my tongue. I peek up and see he’s struggling to keep his eyes open. He grabs ahold of my hair and forces himself further into my mouth. He’s setting the pace now, working himself in and out of my mouth. I’m just along for the ride at this point.
Giving his balls a squeeze, I feel him tense and that’s it. That’s what takes him over the edge. I do my best to swallow all of him. Once I wipe the corner of my mouth, I look up at him and see he’s staring at me with admiration written all over his face.
“Wow,” he says. “It’s been a long time since I let a girl do that.”
I’m surprised by his comment, but I don’t have a lot of time to think about it. He grabs ahold of my wrists and pulls me to him, kissing me while reaching for a condom. He puts it on and then lifts me up, entering me in one swift motion. My legs wrap around his waist, and he begins driving himself in and out of me. It feels so good.
I can’t move. I just hang on and place kisses onto his lips and mouth when I can. He’s licking and teasing and touching my nipples. I’m close, and I can sense by the pace he’s setting that he is too. The only sounds in the room are our moans and the slapping of skin. Derek has set a rough pace and we come together in a string of grunts and moans.
He lowers me to my feet, and my legs are shaking. I stand there while he discards the condom, then comes over and places a kiss on my lips.
“I’m sorry,” he says. “I know I promised slow. There’s just something about you—I’m hungry when I’m inside you.”
I flush at his words. “I don’t mind.” It’s never been like this for me before. I’ve never had someone need me and want me so animalistically that they couldn’t control themselves.
