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She swallows hard. “That you fuck hard and that I couldn’t handle you.”

I smile. “Good girl.” I move my hands up her thighs as I undo the top button of her jeans, my heart racing.

I need to see her tits, but I also wanna see her pussy too.

My bike made her fuckin’ come, and I should burn the damn thing to hell for taking away what’s mine, but at the same point, she was that pent up that I had an idea it might happen.

“Pull your top off.”

Her lips part as she hesitates, then she does as I say, pulling her top up over her head and tossing it aside. My eyes dip to her tits. They’re barely contained in the tiny bra she has on.

I don’t suppress my groan this time. “Do you know how fuckin’ perfect you look?”

She shakes her head.

I unzip her jeans as she watches me like a poor little lamb. Oh, I’ll be her Big Bad Wolf and I meant what I said about ruining her for all men. I want her to say it too.

I want her to scream my name.

Grabbing the sides of her jeans, I yank them. She lifts her hips to accommodate me, and I’m greeted with a pair of black lace panties that are mesh and high cut, leaving nothing to the imagination. I can see her pussy and I can also see the darker patch of heat where she came.

“Bet you’re so damn wet, aren’t you, Trouble?”

She bites her lips, nodding, as she grips the cushions on either side of her.

I look up at her, knowing she needs to come, but I’m gonna draw this out for her. Make her realize that she can’t go around teasing a man like me.

It has consequences.

“Did you touch yourself thinkin’ about me?”

She nods again.

I grunt. “All I can think about is you,” I admit. “Fuckin’ day and night.”

Her breath hitches, and I pull her by the hips to the edge of the couch. I bury my face between her legs, inhaling as she groans, my nose running through the seam of her panties. I smooth my hands up her outer thighs and up her torso to her tits.

As I hold them in my palms, she spreads her legs wider, sticking her chest out.

I cup and squeeze them, enjoying how they fill my hands. I love natural tits. Especially ones as perfect as hers.

Yanking one cup down, I move my mouth to her nipple, and she makes the most delicious sound as I take it into my mouth. I toy with the hard pebble as I grip the other one and tug gently. Her hands reach into my hair as I begin to suckle.

I love tits. I love pussy too, but fuck me… I run my chin over her nipple as she moans, my whiskers skating across her skin. Remembering what she said about beard oil makes me chuckle. I palm her other nipple, playing with it as she gasps and whimpers.

She has no clue how much I love foreplay. I could do this for hours.

I’m gonna make her so fuckin’ wet that she’s gonna be begging me for my dick.

I yank the other cup down and take that nipple into my mouth, too, laving it with my tongue as she squirms against me. I know she must need relief right now, but I’m not touching her pussy on purpose.

“Rock,” she cries out.

I grin. “You could come just like this, couldn’t you, babe?”

“Yes!”

I keep at it. Tugging. Nipping. Suckling. Her grip on my head only increases, and when I move a hand south and slip it into her panties, when I feel how wet she is, I groan.

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