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I guess he doesn’t need to say it. But I want to hear it, anyway.
43
PETAL
Even though Rakehas an early next morning, we race to over to my cottage like horny teenage kids, barely in the front door when we start ripping each other’s clothes off.
My stomach somersaults when I finally see him completely naked, his broad shoulders and hard pecs leading to a delicious V, starting at his hips and leading to his thick, veiny cock.
I step toward him and throw my arms around his neck, and he’s so warm and strong against me I hope he’ll never let me go. I flatten myself against him, his muscles pressing against my soft curves, and from his groans, I know he feels the same way too.
I step back and take him by the hand. “Hey, you want some water?” I ask.
Ice cream makes me so thirsty.
“Please,” he says, following me.
He leans back against the kitchen counter, watching me reach for two of my grandmother’s old ice tea glasses. I let the tap run until it’s nice and cold, and while I’m filling our glasses, he wraps his arms around me from behind and squeezes metight. I drop my head back on his shoulder and push against the hard-on that’s poking me in the ass.
“Poor guy, with all his inconvenient hard-ons,” I sing-song.
With a hand on one of my breasts, his other wanders down between my legs, his fingers sliding between my pussy lips.
“You won’t be thinking it’s so inconvenient in a few minutes, when I’m making you see stars with it.”
“You think you can make me see stars?”
He takes a nibble of my shoulder, and I shiver from the painful sensation.
“You’re already seeing stars, baby.”
He grabs his glass of water off the kitchen counter and I watch him tip it back, downing it in one long draw. I grab my own while he is, and quench my thirst as well.
Before I can even put my glass back down, he’s bending me forward over the kitchen sink, and pulling my hips back until I’m standing at a ninety-degree angle with my ass in the air. His hands run down my back to my fleshy behind, where he squeezes and kneads the cheeks of my ass.
He bends to kiss me there, and I wag my ass in his face.
“Baby’s having some fun,” he murmurs.
I giggle. “Yes, I am.”
His lips trail down to the back of my thighs, and he pushes my feet apart to open my legs. He groans when I arch my back to really give him access and he runs his hand through my soaking sex, pressing my clit, teasing my hole, and circling my ass.
Yes, he’s circling my asshole with his finger.
“Ever been fucked here?” he asks.
I explode in goosebumps from head to toe and I hope to God he doesn’t notice. I’d be so embarrassed.
“Mayyyybe,” I say.
I don’t want to tell him, at least not yet, how much I love taking it in the butt. My former fiancé would have no part of it, so it’s only been a part of my fantasies for the past couple years.
Maybe that dry spell is coming to an end?
“What do you mean, maybe? Are you embarrassed to say you like being fucked in the ass?”
His naughty words make my head spin, and I thrill that I might finally have met someone I’m actually sexually compatible with.
