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“One of us better soon, or I’m leaving.”
“I’m going to take my time, remember?” I slip my finger inside her, and she groans. “Fuck, Lacey. You’re so tight.”
“So much better than a toy,” she pants, and I grin.
“Let’s get you ready for my cock. You want that, don’t you?”
“More than I want anything else.”
“Needy slut, aren’t you?” I whisper, and my free hand wraps around her throat.
“Only for you,” she says, and I almost blow a load in my pants.
God help me when I fuck her.
I slide my finger out of her and bring it to her mouth. I trace her lips until they’re coated in her arousal and I lean forward to kiss her. My tongue runs along the seam of her mouth, tasting her, and she’s better than the finest desserts in the world.
I switch our positions again, and I move Lacey to the couch. I drop to my knees in front of her and my gaze bounces all over her body. Her skin is flushed pink and her hair is a mess. Her chest rises and falls and she’s watching me with hunger in her eyes.
“Hold yourself open,” I say roughly, and she grabs her legs under her knees faster than I can blink. Her thighs widen, and I fucking love seeing her up close. “There you go. Just like that. You’re such a good girl for me.”
Iseeher melt at the praise. She blushes an even deeper shade of red, and her ass wiggles on the cushions. Her lips pull up in a smile, and she’s waiting to hear what else she’s doing right.
“So good,” I whisper against her mouth. I kiss her softly, distracting her as I slide two fingers inside her. She arches forward, and I sit up on my knees so I can get two knuckles deep. “But you also want to be a little bad, don’t you, Lacey girl? You can be both with me.”
“Yes,” she whispers. Her eyes are full of tears, but she tips her chin up so I can kiss her again. “I want to be both for you, Shawn.”
“That makes me so happy, Lacey. God, your pussy likes my fingers, doesn’t it? You’re fucking dripping on my hand. I’m going to add a third finger, okay?”
“Okay.” Her legs shake, and she blows out a breath. “I want a third.”
“That’s my girl.” I kiss her knee and slowly work my ring finger inside her. She cries out, and I grin. “Such a good slut taking all the fingers I’m giving you. Look at you; you’re so fucking wide and wet for me.”
“Shawn,” she moans, and my name has never sounded so nice. I want to hear it on repeat, in the middle of the night, when I’m remembering the stretch of her pussy and how she clenches around me. “Please. I need to come.”
My thumb finds her clit, and I circle her until she’s shaking. Until there are tears on her cheeks and her knuckles turn white. She’s close, and I smile when I hear the hitch in her breathing.
“That’s what does it for you, isn’t it? Three fingers buried inside you while you dream about my cock? God, I can’t wait to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow,” I whisper in her ear, and I feel her orgasm race through her. “There you go. That’s perfect. You’re so pretty when you come, Lacey girl.”
Lacey lets out a sob. Her hands fall from her legs and her thighs quiver as she rests them on the couch. There’s a wet spot on the cushion and her knees are still open, still inviting me in. I lean forward and lick her pussy, my tongue lapping up all that she’ll give me.
“I-I can’t. Shawn,” she whispers, and she claws at my shoulders. “I can’t do another one.”
“Yes, you can. You can give me one more, can’t you?” I slap her clit, and she shudders out a ragged breath. “How many times did you come this morning with that toy of yours?”
“Twice,” she pants, struggling to speak.
“Which means you can give me three.” I part her with my fingers and I tease her clit with my tongue. Her legs squeeze tight around my head, and I hope to god this is how I go. “One more, Lacey. I promise it’ll feel good. You can—fuck,that’s it. There you go.” I slide my fingers back inside her, and she tightens around me. “Good girl. So fucking good for me.”
“Please don’t stop,” Lacey whimpers. “I need it.”
“A toy isn’t going to cut it anymore, is it? You’re going to be dreaming about me when you play with yourself from now on, wishing you had my fingers to fuck. My tongue to lick up your mess.”
“You, Shawn. I need you.”
She needsme.
I have to squeeze my eyes shut so I don’t combust. I can’t finish before I fuck her, but every time she clenches around me, it’s getting harder and harder to control that urge to not just let go.
