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I want to hold her in my arms and never fucking let her go.
The idea appeals to me more than it should. She might be Cole’s obsession, but she’s mine, too. All of ours. And if we could, we’d never let her out of our sight, out of arm’s reach. The woman somehow attracts carnage everywhere she goes.
My hand grips the back of her head and guides her to my mouth. Our tongues press together, battling for who’s in control. A little game we play when kissing, but I always win. She’s mine to command.
She moans in my mouth, and I eat that shit up, keeping it for myself. Lowering her feet to the floor, I guide her to the vanity. In a quick move, I twist her around until her thighs are pressed against it.
Her eyes meet mine in the mirror and I wink at her, watching the way it makes her squirm. Wanting to get more reactions from her, I softly use a finger to move the wet strands of her hair away from her neck, giving myself room to pepper her soft skin with featherlight kisses.
Goosebumps sprout over her, a shiver shaking her body, but what I love most is watching her chest heave with a big breath. Her breasts give the tiniest jiggle and her nipples are hard peaks begging to be pinched. Which is exactly what I plan to do.
My hands slide from her hips to her toned stomach, all the way to her enticing breasts. Cupping them in my hand, I graze my lips over her pulse point, teasing her with more to come, but not giving it yet.
Little Bird’s hands move to the back of my head, holding on as I run my thumbs over her nipples. Her whimper makes my cock twitch against her ass, wanting to be inside her already. All of my touches are gentle, even when I pinch her tight buds. I already gave her all my hardness, drained it right into her mouth and forced her to eat it.
Now it’s time to make love to her, to make her take something she acts like she doesn’t want. Moving from her chest, I press my thumbs into her muscles, making them relax as I push on her shoulders, forcing her forward until she’s bracing herself on the counter with her hands.
“That’s it, bend over for me,” I coo, rubbing my hands over her back, my fingertips grazing over her tattoos. She always seems to melt for my touch, and right now isn’t any different.
I catch her eyes go wide when I bend to kneel behind her, and a wanton whimper fills the air. I’m sure she thinks I’m about to dine on her pussy, but she couldn’t be more wrong. I’m all about that ass tonight.
My hands squeeze her cheeks, filling my palms with her perfect globes, getting her warmed up, letting her sit with her thoughts for a few seconds as I enjoy her squirming. Using my thumbs, I spread her cheeks open, watching as her ass is exposed, then her pink pussy opens, exposing her dripping cunt.
The urge to plow my cock into her rushes to the forefront of my mind, my male instincts to rut the fuck out of my woman threatening to take over. I bite my bottom lip and ignore the way my dick throbs painfully. Instead, I lean forward and swipe my tongue over her asshole, making her jump.
The reaction earns a smirk, and I do it again. I use the flat of my tongue for a few swipes, then target her rim until her legs shake and arms give out, her body laying flat on the counter. The new position angles her hips to give me better access, and as a reward, I press my tongue to the center of those sensitive tightly wound muscles and press into her.
There’s a sharp intake of breath where it feels like it gets stuck in her lungs if her frozen state is anything to go by. I work in and out, fucking her ass with my tongue, twisting it and licking in any way I think might bring her pleasure.
A high-pitched whine fills my ears, followed by her gasping for air, gulping it down like she had my cock forced down her throat again.
“Oh, fuck, Jasper,” she whines, her legs trembling even faster.
The use of my full name makes me frown. I really liked the idea of her giving me a nickname. It felt like one step closer to embedding me into her heart. Leaning away from her, I can’t stop myself from asking, “What happened to J?”
She angrily growls then barks, “J,” in a tone clearly telling me to continue what I was doing.
I give in, but only a smidge. One, two, three flat licks across her twitching bud. Only enough to tease her. “You going to come for me like this, Little Bird?” I ask her. “Does my girl like having my tongue in her tight asshole?”
“Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop, J!” Her hips rotate, urging me back to where she wants me.
Once again, a high pitched whine fills the air. It’s desperate and needy. But it’s also because I dropped my hold on her cheeks. I couldn’t help passing up the moment to play with her emotions as I repositioned my hands.
Spreading her open again, I position my thumbs so they are right next to her hole, using them to encourage her to stretch for me, letting me in deeper than before. Raven moans when I tongue her again, pushing in as far as I can, my lips sealed around her hole, hoping to spark as many nerves as I can while stimulating her.
“Yeeesss,” she pants. “Yes, yes, yes.” She’s like a broken record, but it strokes my ego. Her hands move to her ass, helping to spread herself open for me, wanting me deeper still.
It doesn’t take long before her pussy gushes, spraying my chin with her release. Pride grips my heart. That’s fucking right. You squirt from me rimming your ass, Raven. Take it all, pretty bird.
Standing, I find her sprawled on the counter, her cheek pressed to it as she pants. Her eyes are closed and her lips are pulled into a smile. I fucking love seeing her blissed out, but she better believe this isn’t all she’s getting.
I dip two fingers in my mouth, not wanting to disturb her and make her do it. I then press one of them to her ass. It slides easily in with the bit I was able to stretch with my tongue and all the spit I added. Not pausing, I add the second.
Raven moans, shifting her hips, trying to take me deeper. My girl loves anal, and I’m not one to deny her. Even if that was already the plan. Standing in place, I let her rock back and forth, fucking herself on my fingers.
When she seems to come down from her aftershocks, I take my hand back—much to her distress. “Come here, Little Bird.” I help her off the counter and move her hands to hold herself bent over. “I want to watch you in the mirror.”
Her eyes are glossy, filled with orgasmic euphoria, but she’s still able to meet my gaze and hold it. Flicking my eyes down to make sure I won’t miss, I stare into her bright blue eyes, and spit. It falls to her crack where I resume using my fingers. I gather the added wetness and stretch her ass with three fingers this time.
