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As I advanced toward the bed, she backed toward the headboard and lay flat on her back, spread eagle. I climbed on the bed and made my way between her legs and up to her lips.
“Can I taste you, Pasha?” I asked, kissing her neck. “Can I offer you everything I have to pleasure you?”
As I spoke, my hand slipped between her legs to cup her mound. The heat radiating from her center was calling me. Her chest heaved as she nodded. Using my ring and middle fingers. I parted her lower lips and stroked her clit.
“Callum!” she whined.
“I need to hear you say it, baby. Tell me that I can taste you.”
She gasped. “You can... You can taste me!”
I wasted no time, leaving a trail of wet kisses from her neck to her breasts, down her stomach, and against her inner thigh. She writhed beneath me. Her breathing was labored, and her body trembled slightly.
“Relax,” I coaxed as I came face-to-face with her sweet-smelling, clean-shaven, juicy honeypot. Closing my eyes, I dove in headfirst. Slowly, my tongue licked and lapped at every ounce of natural nectar that was expelled from her.
“Callum...”
Her back arched from the bed, and her hand found its way to the back of my head. I locked my arms around her thighs to hold her in place as I feasted on her.
“Oh God!” she cried out. “You feel... Oh God, you feel so good!”
My taste buds were having a party. She was so sweet.... So delectable.... So fucking insatiable. I found solace between her thighs, so much that I wanted to pack up and take residence there. I just knew that once I buried myself within her walls, that was it.
I slid my middle and ring finger into her wetness as I made love to her swollen clit with my mouth. Every time my fingers retreated, they were soaked even more. My slow thrusting increased to the point where every stroke was audible. They weren’t to be drowned out by the sounds of her moans or cries of pleasure, however.
“I’m coming... shit! I’m gonna come!”
Crooking my fingers, I tapped against her G-spot. If she was going to come, I wanted her first orgasm to be worth it. Again, her back arched. Her legs trembled. Her mouth opened, and out poured the most beautiful cry of pleasure as she came hard. She lay before me, panting heavily. I climbed to my feet and removed my boxers, allowing my dick to spring forward. Moving to the nightstand, I plucked a condom from the box.
She turned her head slightly to look at me. Her eyes dropped, then widened. She bit her lip as she watched me rip the condom open and roll it down over my length. Joining her in bed, once again, I hovered over her. Her hands came to my face, and her eyes searched mine. She looked like she wanted to say something.
“Talk to me, Pasha. What’s on your mind?”
Tears brimmed in her eyes as she spoke. “Promise me.... Promise me you won’t hurt me,... that you won’t break my heart.”
I swiped at the tear that slipped down her face. Taking her hand, I placed it over my heart.
“I will never hurt you or break your heart, Pasha. I’m falling for you. I want to love you.... How can I ever hurt you?”
She pulled my head to hers and kissed me passionately. I pulled her legs around my waist, and the head of my dick lined up perfectly with her entrance. I teased her a little by rubbing it up and down her slit.
“Put it in,” she begged. “Please, put it in.”
She didn’t have to ask again. I slid into her tight, wet walls, causing her to gasp and sink her nails into my flesh.
“Ooooh...” She moaned, and she took every inch.
I fed her long, deep, and powerful strokes. Every thrust caused her to gasp as she clung to me. Dropping the bends of her knees into the crooks of my arms, I pushed them forward, spreading her wide and sinking deeper into her. My strokes remained slow and steady. She asked me to make love to her, so I wouldn’t rush it. I wanted her to experience every intricate moment of pleasure. She buried her face in the crook of my neck. The sweet sounds of her moans propelled the thrusting of my hips.
“Ca-Callum... right there....”
“Right here, baby?” I thrust upward, stroking her G-spot. Her nails sank into my flesh.
“Yes! Yes! Ooooh!...”
“Can I have you, Pasha? Tell me you’ll be mine.”
“I’m yours.... God, I’m yours!”
