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Taryn pressed her hips up, desperate to feel his mouth on her aching core. Finally, he worked his way up to her pussy. He licked the wetness away from the outside but didn’t give her what she desperately needed.
Panting, she begged, “Please. Don’t tease me anymore.”
His gaze flicked up to hers and must have seen the desperation on her face because he leaned back down, and parted her folds with his fingers. He swiped his tongue over her, sucking and flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. When he slid two fingers into her and curled them upward, she cried out in relief.
She moaned helplessly as he lapped at her sensitive flesh, and pumped his fingers inside of her. She rhythmically pressed her hips to his mouth and hand, moaning with each slow circle of his tongue. Minutes later, she tensed, feeling her body on the verge of orgasm.
He seemed to sense she was on the edge because he sucked her clit into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth. She gave a shuddering cry as the tension that had been building inside her exploded. She came against his mouth, with his name on her lips.
When the last of her orgasm subsided, he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and worked his way back up her body until he lay against her side. Still catching her breath, she rolled on her side to face him. Panting, she said, “Jesus Christ.”
Grinning, he said, “I take it that worked for you?”
Ignoring the smug look, Taryn pressed him back and then leaned forward and nipped at his collarbone. She took her time, swirling her tongue against the hard, rippling muscles of his chest and abdomen. She could hear the ragged intakes of breath when she nipped at him. She could feel the way his muscles tensed under her mouth.
She finally took his erection in her palm and gave it an experimental stroke. She saw the glistening drop of pre-cum at the tip and knew he was as close to the edge as she was. Leaning her head down, she licked the underside of his cock from root to tip. When she swirled her tongue around the tip, he hissed and moved his hand to her hair, clutching.
Steadily, she stroked him with her hand as she slid her mouth down over him, her cheeks hollowing out. Looking up from under her lashes at him, she saw that he watched her intently now. When she slid her free hand underneath and gripped his balls, he bit down on his lip. Massaging, she continued to stroke him with her hand and mouth until he groaned an unintelligible string of curse words. His hand tightened in her hair and he said, “No more. No more. I need to be inside you now.”
When she released him, she crawled back up to lie on the bed and watched him roll over to his nightstand. Pulling out a box of condoms, he tore it open and reached inside. Pulling out several, he tore one off and tossed the rest on the night stand. He quickly tore open the condom and sheathed himself with it, then threw the box back into the drawer.
Turning around to face her again, he gently pressed her shoulder until she lay flat on her back. Positioning himself between her thighs, he brushed his lips over hers. She tugged his head back down to hers and nipped at his lower lip. On a groan, he opened his mouth over hers. His lips still locked with hers, he reached down to rub the tip of his cock against her.
Taryn rolled her hips upward and whimpered against his mouth. He slid inside her slowly. When he leaned back his face was tense with restrained desire. He said, “Oh fuck, Princess. You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist and adjusted her hips as her body stretched to accommodate him. She pressed her hips against his and said, “You’re not hurting me, Evan. You feel so good.”
He lowered his mouth back down to hers and moved inside her, setting a slow, gentle pace. She raised her hips up to meet his thrusts, stroking her hands over his back. That familiar buzzing tension seemed just out of reach. What she wanted, what she needed was for him to fuck her.
When he pulled his mouth away from hers, he panted out, “Tell me what you need.”
“Don’t be gentle,” Taryn said. “I don’t want gentle right now.”
His eyebrows raised for a minute in surprise before he complied. He adjusted the legs that were wrapped around his waist higher and began to thrust into her more rapidly.
On a sharp cry a moment later, Taryn dug her nails into his back until he let out a hoarse groan. Quickly she uncurled her fingers, realizing that she’d probably hurt him.
“No. Don’t stop. Just like that,” he gritted out, as he continued to pound against her, no longer holding back.
“Fuck,” she said, “That’s it.”
He said, “I can feel your tight little pussy clenching around me now. You feel so fucking good.”
“Oh fuck,” she panted. “Faster.”
She was so close to the edge now that she was gasping for breath.
“That’s it. Come for me, Princess. Come on my cock,” he ground out.
As if she was just waiting for permission, she felt herself catapult over the edge. On a ragged cry, she shattered around him, her nails dragging down his back.
He slammed against her a few more times before groaning out his own release. Collapsing against her for a moment, she heard him mumble, “Holy shit.”
Gripping the edges of the condom, he pulled out of her and rolled off the bed with a groan. He stumbled into what looked like a bathroom. She heard a flush followed by the sound of a sink. When he walked back into the room, she was sitting up, uncertain about what would happen next.
He must have realized she was feeling uncertain because he grinned said, “You can take off the thigh highs now, I guess.”
Laughing, Taryn said, “Oh. Can I?”
