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Thalia says my name, barely a whisper. I slide my fingers along her slit and revel in her one last time, and I push them inside her and find her clit with my tongue and God, she moans. I lick her harder, sink myself in her to my knuckles, and I swear she tastes like honey on my tongue.
I take her right to the edge. I wait for the tremor that says she’s holding her breath, that she’s almost there. I wait for her toes to curl and I wait for that sound, that high-pitched gasp, and then I stop. I lick her one last time and I pull my fingers out of her, turn my head, mark her one last time as she releases me.
I stand and she’s already sitting up, mouth on mine, tasting herself as she practically tears my jeans open.
“Tease,” she gasps, pulling down the zipper.
“Just greedy,” I say, pressing my body to hers, my mouth to hers, and she wraps her hand around my length, strokes me. “I like when you come in my mouth, but Thalia, I really like when you come on my cock.”
“What else do you really like?” she murmurs, stroking me again.
“Raindrops on roses,” I say, and she bites my lower lip, stopping me.
I grab a condom from my pocket and I get my pants off, my cock still in her in hands. I reach between her legs again just because I can, strum her clit again, feel the wave move through her body.
“I like that out there, you’re a polite good girl, and in here you’re my own personal sex goddess,” I tell her. “I like the list you made of ways you want to fuck me. I like that you took notes when we tried them.”
I didn’t care that she was a virgin when she told me. I still don’t, but there’s something about knowing she’s never said this to anyone else that makes my heart beat like a drum.
There’s something about first that, despite everything, makes me flutter.
There’s something about only that makes me feel like I own the universe.
I step back, find the chair, sit and pull her after me.
“And I like that being with you feels like the solution to a problem I didn’t know I had,” I say. “You’re strangely like coming home, Thalia. Truth is, I just like you.”
She straddles my lap and the chair creaks below our combined weight as she moves forward, pressing my length along herself.
“I like you too,” she says, simply. I put my thumb on her lower lip, slide it over her chin, down her neck.
“But what do you really like?” I murmur. “Come on, Thalia.”
She smiles and leans forward, her face against mine, and without looking she takes the condom out of my hand.
“I like looking across a room filled with people and knowing that I’m the one who gets to go home with you,” she says, pulls back slightly. She rips the condom open with her teeth, and my cock jumps against her.
“What else do you like?” I ask, holding onto her hips as she grabs my cock, rolls the condom down it, pumping me slowly, a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face.
“I like the way you look on the very first stroke,” she murmurs, breathless. “I like the way you feel inside me. I like the sound you make when you realize you’re not going to hurt me and you start fucking me as hard as you can.”
For a moment, I’m speechless, because I’ve never heard Thalia say anything like that before.
Speechless and utterly, completely desperate for her.
I grab her, pull her up until she’s half-standing and half kneeling, her forehead still against mine, and I slide the tip of my cock against her clit, between her lips, against her tight, hot entrance.
“Are you teasing me?” I whisper.
“No,” she murmurs. “I’m savoring the moment right before you make me lose my mind.”
With that, she sinks onto me. Her eyes slide closed and she groans, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as she takes me all in one stroke and my vision goes black, then gray.
I have her by the hips, holding her so tight I think I might leave bruises but I can’t stop myself, pulling her down, pushing as deep as I can as she moans, her hips rolling, her whole body a single movement that begs me for more.
“That look,” she whispers.
“The one I make because you feel so fucking good I’m afraid I’m going to come instantly?” I ask, voice rough and low.
She leans forward and kisses me. It’s a soft kiss, a delicate kiss, careful and gentle, even as she rolls her hips against me and moves my cock inside her and I can’t help but growl, can’t help but grab her and move her and push myself harder and deeper and feel the quiver that moves through her body.
