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I gasp and shift backward as he grips my hips and helps me onto the car. The hood is cool against my ass through my tights and my skirt.
Solomon takes a small step back, staring down at me with his jaw pulsating. Every part of him is as hard as his manhood, his desire bubbling up from inside of him the same way mine does.
His suit looks like it could erupt with how much tension courses through him.
“Those legs,” he snarls. “They were made for sex. Look at that curvy-as-fuck body. You were made for this moment, Sophia. You were made for me.”
He leans down and slides his hands up my thighs, keeping his gaze on me the whole time, as though he’s fascinated with the way my lips twitch and my expression quivers.
His hands slide up and up, my skin buzzing tantalizingly, skirting so close to my sex my clit starts to throb and pulse.
Grabbing the top of my tights and my panties in his fists, he pulls them down roughly, my bare ass cheeks and legs coming into contact with the cool hood of the car.
He pulls and pulls until they’re around my knees.
“Lift your legs,” he snaps.
“Okay,” I pant, doing as he says, pointing my toes so that he can pull my tights and panties off.
I wonder if this is the moment where he realizes what he’s doing. When he realizes he can do so much better than me.
I wonder if this is when we both remember how much of a betrayal this is.
But when his gaze comes to rest on my naked sex, it’s like a beast rises up from deep inside of him. His eyes sear into my sex, making it tingle, even more, my hole gushing with wetness and primal desire.
“Look at that perfect fucking cunt,” he growls. “Jesus Christ, Sophia. Open those legs. Show me how much you want this.”
I do as he says – it feels so good making him savage like this – and open my thighs until they’re spread wide. I feel my hole widening, more wetness seeping onto the hood of the car.
He slowly lowers himself to his knees, moving with an agility and poise I wouldn’t have expected from a man of his size. He moves like a panther ready to leap onto its prey.
His hands are sun-hot as he grabs my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the car.
He brings his mouth to my thighs, biting softly, my skin dancing with a million tingles.
Higher and higher, he finally reaches my pussy, where he holds his mouth.
His breath purrs over my lips and my clit, making me twitch and writhe on the hood of the car.
“You’re an eager girl, aren’t you, Sophia?” he growls, more hot breath whispering over my center.
“Y-yes,” I whimper. “Oh, God. It feels so good. You feel so close.”
“You smell so fucking needy,” he breathes. “You smell so fucking perfect.”
He pushes his face forward, opening his mouth so that he can consume my pussy. It feels like he’s submerged my lower half in a vat of lava, every part of me bubbling and burning up.
I don’t want it to stop, ever.
I shift my hips against him, grinding up and down in time with his tongue strokes.
He flickers his tongue against my engorged clit fiercely, honing my reality down to this moment, and this moment alone.
I don’t let myself think about how wrong this should feel.
Starlight hisses across my pussy, my clit enflaming as if all the pent-up desire inside of me is trying to burst out of my horny, hungry pussy.
He grips my thighs harder, burying his dominating hands into my skin.
I gasp and writhe against him.
Part of me wants to scream at him to let go because I can feel how thick I am against his hands, how much there is of me for him to grab.
But he growls and licks me even faster, his tongue surging against me and causing coils and reverberations of deeper euphoria to wrap around my thighs, trapping me in place.
He licks down and makes his tongue as hard as his cock, sliding it into my hole, my lips parting, and taking his tongue deep inside of me.
He snarls and tugs me closer to him, his hands burning imprints on my skin. I just know he’s going to leave my skin red and blotchy, marked with this moment, and I let out a moan at the thought.
I want to be branded his.
Forever.
He slides back up to my clit.
“You better fucking cream for me soon,” he snaps. “I need to taste you, all of you. Tell me you’re close, you horny fucking thing.”
“I’m close … sir.”
I remember what he said when I called him sir before.
I remember the lust that shimmered through him, the first domino in the line that led to this moment.
