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I feel her pussy relax again as her orgasm starts to fade. I take my fingers out of her, marveling at the wet stickiness she’s coated me in. I stand up and pull her against my chest, kissing her mouth. She kisses me back eagerly, her body hungry for more. She runs her hands up and down my sides, trailing her nails over my skin. She moves forward on the table. Her hands leave my sides, and she puts them flat on my chest as she pulls back from the kiss. She pushes me backward and slides off the table.
She pulls my shorts down, releasing my cock from the confines of them. She smiles and bites her bottom lip as she looks at my erect cock. She makes a hmm sound and runs her hand lightly along my cock. The sensation is ticklish and teasing. She keeps moving her hand that way. I thrust into her hand, but it’s so loose, it only serves to tease me more.
I cover her hand with mine, closing her fist around me. She smiles and shakes her head, pulling her hand away. She’s going to get payback for me delaying her orgasm. She runs her nails lightly down my length and across my ball sack. She kneads my sack, squeezing and tugging at it. I moan as she moves her hand back further. She massages my perineum with two fingers. I close my eyes and enjoy feeling her touch. I can feel my orgasm building as she works on me. She pulls her hand away and my eyes fly open.
She grins again, and she pushes me backward once more, and I feel a chair hit the back of my legs. She gives me one last push, and I fall into the chair. I kick my feet free of my shorts and kick them to one side. Robin moves to the back of the chair. I watch her over my shoulder. She bends down and runs her tongue along the side of my neck, sending shivers through my whole body. She blows on the trail of saliva she’s left behind, and I feel my skin pucker. She kisses my neck again. She repeats her actions on the other side of my neck. She straightens up and gently massages my shoulders. I moan at her expert touch, letting my head fall back and rest against her stomach.
She moves her hands down my chest, her palms flat against me. I feel an electric sensation go through me as they pass over my nipples. She reaches my belly button and stops, bringing her hands back up. She runs her palms over my shoulders and down and back up my arms. Everywhere she touches, she leaves behind a sensation like flames dancing across my skin. My body is on fire, and she is the oxygen that can stoke the flames and the water that can douse them.
She moves back around to the front of me and falls to her knees before me. She grins up at me as she rubs her palms over my shins and my calves. She moves on to my thighs, and I suck in a gasping breath as my cock twitches. She takes her hands away and pushes my legs open and shuffles between them.
Seeing her like that, on her knees, supplicant, vulnerable, does something to me. I could crush her between my thighs if I wanted to, yet she has such total trust in me, knowing I would never hurt her. It brings out two sides of me: the protective side that wants to wrap Robin up in a warm blanket and never let her out of my sight, and the animal side that wants to devour her, to make her scream my name.
She takes my cock in her hand, and I am no longer capable of thinking, I can only feel. She doesn’t tease me this time. Her grip is firm, her movements skilled. She moves her hand up and down my length. She squeezes me as she reaches the tip of my cock and I cry out as a mixture of pain and pleasure course through my cock. She moves her hand back down my shaft and holds the base of my cock tightly in her closed fist. She brings her head forward and slips her lips over the tip of my cock. The warm, smooth feel of her lips makes my back arch.
She moves her head up and down, her mouth slipping over me. She runs her tongue along the length of me, and the rough texture following the smoothness of her lips makes me groan. She lifts her head right up and slips me out of her mouth. She runs her tongue over my tip and around the head of my cock. She does small, lapping motions that keep me guessing about where the next lick will come from. She works down toward the base, licking me like a popsicle. I can feel the cold air chilling me as her warm tongue moves away. The hot and cold sensations drive me wild with lust for her as I watch her head bobbing. The curve of her collarbone makes me want to reach out and touch it, but I don’t. I sit back and enjoy what she’s doing to me.
