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I don’t say anything as she pads quietly over to the bed, her eyes finding mine in the dark. Lily doesn’t speak either. Her lips part slightly as she grips the end of the blanket and slowly peels it off my body. Her eyes leave mine then, searing a path down my torso until they lock onto my straining cock.

Yep, I’m completely naked and ready for action, and I squeeze my pelvic muscles tight, making my cock jerk, trying to tease her with it.

The movement does the trick, and she tugs off the oversized t-shirt she’s wearing, dropping it to the floor before climbing on the bed to straddle my thighs.

My hands are under my head, where they were when she came in. I decide to leave them there and see where she wants to take this, but fuck it takes everything in me not to reach out and palm her tits.

Her delicate hand picks up my heavy cock and begins slowly pumping it. My breathing gets heavier, and her eyes drop to the rise and fall of my chest as she pumps it like she’s savouring the way I react to her touch.

Then she rises up, lining my cock up with her entrance, and she slowly sinks down.

My eyes roll back into my head as her vice-like pussy grips me. She rises and falls a few times, her slick cunt lathering my shaft with her lubrication before she starts to pick up a steady rhythm.

The way the dull moonlight trickles in from outside sending a glow to her pebbled nipples, is absolutely stunning. She said she was no angel, but fuck, she looks like one right now.

Lily rides me with a slow and sensual rhythm, rolling her hips and grinding, building her pleasure.

Each stroke is a tease as I fight to keep my hands off her. But fuck, if I touch her, that’ll be it. I’ll never be able to keep my fucking distance.

I’m tempted to ask her for her secrets while she fucks me. Tempted to tease them out of her.

But I don’t. I want her towantto share them with me simply because she trusts me. Not because they were forced or coerced from her.

Every now and then, Lily glances down at me, but it’s like she can’t bear the eye contact, and she quickly closes her eyes again, focusing on her pleasure.

Not gonna lie. I kinda feel used right now, but fuck, I’d give this woman anything, so if this is how she wants me, then this is what I’ll give her.

Her pace picks up, her walls gripping my cock with each stroke, and I know she’s about to come.

I remain still as she rides me, getting herself off on my cock, a whimper falling past her lips as she comes undone.

When the waves subside, any eye contact is impossible on her part, and she rises off me before I can come inside her.

I figure that’s it, but as she moves down to settle between my legs, I’m reminded just how unselfish Lily is. She takes my cock in hand, parting those luscious lips, and sucks me deep into her mouth, moaning around my girth.

She sucks and licks off her juices while using her hand at my base to pump my cock with each suck.

Fuck, she’s good at this. I should probably stop her so I don’t come in her mouth, yet the dirty fucker in me wants her to taste it. To swallow it. Maybe even choke on it again.

Fuuuck, just that thought helps me get over the line, and she devours my hard length until I finally come, right down the back of her throat.

Fuck, I want to touch her.

Still, I keep my hands behind my head, watching as she sits up, both of us panting quietly.

“I didn’t want your cum running down my leg in the morning,”she whispers into the dark room, my heavy breathing the only other sound.

Do I still feel used?

A little.

Am I okay with it?

Yes.

But, since I want to see if I really am more than a cock for her to ride so I can figure out what I’m working with, I try to remain indifferent.

“Fair enough” is all I say.