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I sit forward, putting my hands on his thighs. “I want to, you gave me something last night, something that I didn’t think I would ever have.”
“How about you lie on top of me, and I can pleasure you? You choose what you want to do to me,” he suggests.
I’m shaking all the way to my insides in anticipation. “Okay.” My voice is trembling.
He shakes his head, smiling. “Give me a kiss.”
I lean forward and kiss him deeply, sucking on his bottom lip gently. I love the way he feels under my hands. I scoot closer and move until I’m straddling his lap.
This is the first time I have ever felt all of him through his sweats. Is it bad that I just want to shove his pants to the side and sink onto him?
I feel achy and needy. I flex my hips instinctually, rubbing myself against him. He grips my hips hard, tightening me against him as he lifts his hips, digging himself into me.
He flips us and I scream with laughter. I’m lying with my head just above his dick. Thankfully, he still has his pants on.
The way that he can lift me without any strain is way more attractive than it should be, but everything that is Terror is just attractive.
He doesn’t wait for me before he dives face first into me, dragging me all the way up this face without a space between us. He is latched onto my clit, like it’s the best thing he’s ever sucked on.
I grip his sweatpants and tear them down his thighs, pulling him from his pants. My mouth waters at the sight of how large he is.
I wrap my hand around him, my fingers not even close to touching one another. I run my fingers gently up the length of him. He jumps at the movement, and I feel empowered that my touch made him do that.
Gathering all of my gumption, I bend my head trying to keep my head on straight, and not think of the things he is doing between my legs.
I run my tongue around the tip before pulling him into my mouth, taking him as deep as I can until I gag.
His hand clamps down on my ass cheek, pulling me harder against him and he shakes his head, nipping the tip of my clit.
I scream around his dick and pull off breathing deep as my first orgasm came out of nowhere. The pleasure has my back arching and flexing my hips against his face, drawing out my orgasm.
As soon as I’m able I turn my attention back to Terror, I put him back in my mouth and move my hand in sync with my mouth.
His hands run along my ass cheeks, holding on like they’re his own personal handlebars.
His body stiffens under me, his large, tattooed thigh muscles are hard. I can see the veins through the skin.
“Fuck,” he moans deeply, in that rough southern voice of his. I keep at the same pace, drawing out his orgasm. His thighs are shaking underneath me.
I take him as deep as I can, swallowing. “Darlin, if you don’t want to swallow, you better pull off now.”
I don’t move, and swallow again before drawing him even deeper. Tears are rolling down my face from the gagging over and over.
Then he fills my mouth with his seed, and I try to swallow every bit. The taste is something I can do without but knowing that I’m the one that made him do that, to fall apart because of my mouth, it’s very intoxicating.
I feel more empowered than I ever have before.
His breathing is rapid, rough like he is trying to catch his breath. I slowly lean back until I’m sitting on the bed next to him, falling over onto his chest and trying to catch my breath.
He kisses my forehead, snuggling me into him. “Thank you, Angel.” I sit up and press a sweet kiss to his lips. I don’t have the words for him. Just the way I feel on the inside. I feel more content than anything I’ve ever felt.
I lean back to relax, letting my mind wander and then I start to get excited at the prospect of maybe this working out. I giggle out loud and Terror turns to look at me. “I can’t wait to go to work tomorrow. I want to see if Royal likes her.” I sit up grinning, excited at the thought that maybe they can hit it off.
Terror laughs at me, shaking his head. I slide off the bed and run into the bathroom to get cleaned up. “I don’t have any clothes,” I yell out of the bathroom, not really wanting to put on the clothes I had on yesterday.
Terror comes in with a new pair of sweats and a T-shirt. “Thank you, honey.” I take them from him, smiling at him bashfully.
He sticks his head in through the door, kissing me. “Darlin, get your ass in the shower.”
