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I pause, my heart pounding as I take in the sight before me. She’s open and vulnerable, trusting me with her most intimate parts. The anticipation between us is palpable, and my own desire is threatening to break free, eager to claim her as well.
“You are so beautiful, Angel,” I whisper, trailing kisses from her collarbone to her breasts, tasting the salty sweat that has gathered between them. “I can’t wait to take you, to feel you surrounding me.”
Her breath hitches as I slide my finger between the lips of her beautiful pussy, teasing her entrance, caressing her inner lips. She’s wet, ready for me, her body trembling in anticipation. My finger slides inside her, and she gasps, her hips bucking against my touch.
“You’re ready for me, Angel,” I murmur, sliding another finger inside, stretching her open, preparing her for what’s to come. “You’re so wet, so ready.”
Her hips buck again, and she moans softly, her hands reaching up to grip the sheets beneath her. I add a third finger, stretching her even more, helping her adjust to my size. She’s so tight, so perfect, as her body clings to my fingers, pulling me deeper into her.
“What do you want, Angel?” I ask, my voice low and filled with desire. “Do you want to feel me inside you?”
She nods passionately, her hips bucking harder against my fingers. “Yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”
I slide my fingers out of her, and she whimpers softly.
“I want to, Angel. But I need to taste you first. I need you to come apart so prettily. I need to taste how desperate you are for me on my tongue.”
Her mouth falls open, her pretty pink tongue darting out to wet her lips, her breaths coming out in gasps. “Do it, Sir. I need you to do it. I need to feel your mouth on me.”
I lower myself down, my face hovering just above the apex of her thighs. I inhale deeply, taking in the fragrance of her arousal, and I can barely keep from diving in. That scent…it’s intoxicated me since the first moment I stepped into the elevator with her, and she’s been ingrained in my psyche ever since.
Instead, I slowly tease her with my tongue, gently lapping at her sex before moving to taste the delicate bud of her clitoris.
Her body arches, her hands reaching down to grip my hair, pulling me closer to her. “Yes, Sir. Yes!” she cries out, her legs quivering beneath me.
I continue to pleasure her, alternating between gentle licks and harder flicks of my tongue, exploring every inch of her most sensitive spots. She moans and whimpers, her breaths turning into ragged gasps as she gets closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m close, Sir. So close,” she pants out, her hips bucking against my face once more.
I slide two of my fingers back inside, using them to massage her G-spot, while continuing to work her clitoris with my tongue. Her body shudders, convulsing beneath me, and she lets out a loud cry as she climaxes.
“Yes, that’s it, Angel. Come apart for me,” I say, my voice low and husky, as I continue to work my magic on her sensitive flesh.
Her entire body trembles beneath me, and I can feel her pussy gripping my fingers as she rides out her orgasm. When it subsides, she collapses onto the bed, her breathing still ragged and her body still shaking.
I crawl up her body, my hands trailing over her warm skin, my eyes locked on hers. Her eyes are still blindfolded, but I can feel the desire and trust in her gaze. I lean down and press my lips to hers, our tongues meeting in a deep, passionate kiss.
Slowly, I roll off her and reach for the condom on the bedside table. I tear it open and just as I’m about to roll it down my erect cock, I pause.
“I’m ready to fuck you, Angel. If you want me to.”
“I do.”
“I’m going to use a condom, okay?”
She bites her lip.
“What is it, my Angel?”
“I’ve never…” she trails off nervously.
“Never what, Angel?” I ask, encouraging her to continue. I’m not worried about what she’s going to say – I don’t think she’s a virgin or anything crazy like that. She’s in her twenties for goodness’ sake.
She takes a deep breath, then sighs with apprehension.
“I’ve never had sex without a condom before.”
I don’t understand her hesitation. I said I’d wear one. But before I can say anything to reassure her, she blurts out, “I don’t want you to wear one.”
