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He feels my eyes on him and looks up at me. I nod toward his clothes.
“You should probably take those off,” I say.
He grins and takes his jacket off. I watch him as he unbuttons his shirt.
“This would be much hotter to music.” He laughs as he throws his shirt over the chair in the corner.
“It’s pretty hot as it is from where I’m standing,” I say.
The candles are lit now. I watch as Falcon removes his pants and underwear. His cock is already hard, and my pussy responds to the sight of it, sending a wave of wetness from me. He looks up at me as he finishes stripping, and the look in his eye sends forth another rush. I look at him for a moment longer, my chest heaving in anticipation of his touch, and then I go to him.
I kiss him, pushing my shorts down and stepping out of them as our lips meet. I press myself against his body, feeling his hardness pressing into my stomach. It makes me want him more. I need to feel him inside of my pussy. I reach down with one hand, wrapping my fist around his cock. I move my hand up and down his length, firm and fast. He moans into my mouth, and I push my tongue further into his mouth, needing every part of us to connect.
He moves his hand down my back, cupping my ass, kneading the cheeks, pressing me tighter against him for a second. I push back against his hands, leaving enough space for my hand to work him.
He moves his mouth from mine, kissing down my neck and along my shoulder. He takes my vest strap between his teeth and pushes it down my arm. He runs his tongue along the bare skin of my shoulder, sending a shiver through me. I up the pace of my hand. He’s panting now, his warm breath sending another shiver through me as I feel it on my neck.
“Fuck,” he moans, his face pressed against my neck.
He kisses my neck once more, and then he steps away from me. I keep my grip on his cock, and he hisses in a breath as it stretches. I grin at him, biting my bottom lip, still working him. He takes hold of my wrist, pulling my hand away from him.
“Spoilsport.” I grin.
He just shakes his head and gives a breathy laugh. He gets to his knees and plunges his face into my pussy, his tongue seeking out my clit. He presses his tongue against it. I am already throbbing, filled with need, and his rough tongue soon brings me to the edge. He pulls back from me, and I frown down at him.
“Still think I’m a spoilsport?” He grins wickedly.
“No.” I laugh. “No. You’re good.”
He smiles again and goes back to my pussy. He finds my clit again, sucking it into his mouth and making me cry out as he sucks on it hard enough to hurt. I push my hands into his hair, needing to hold onto something to stop me from tumbling to the ground as the waves of pleasure sail through me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
I tug on his hair as he pushes two fingers into my pussy and works my G-spot. I feel like I’m about to explode as he simultaneously presses on my G-spot and sucks on my clit. He releases my clit from his mouth and goes back to licking me. I throw my head back as the pulses of lust spread through my body, making my skin tingle and my insides burn.
My climax comes on fast, taking me over the edge. I call out Falcon’s name as I fall headlong into the burning orgasm, my pussy and clit pulsing, throbbing, sending shock waves of fire through me.
Falcon moves back as another climax hits me. He pushes me, and I’m falling. I tumble backward onto the bed as my orgasm tears through my body. He doesn’t let me recover. He stands at the edge of the bed, pushing my thighs apart, and he plunges his cock into my pussy as it clenches, still feeling the effects of my orgasms. He moans in pleasure as I clamp around him as he pushes into me.
He reaches down and grabs my hips, lifting my ass from the bed. It lets him go deeper, makes me take his full length. I moan as he fills me, stretches me, and completes me.
He thrusts his hips, slamming against my cervix, making me cry out involuntarily as I feel him against me. He moves his hips back and pushes into me again. He builds up a steady rhythm, banging himself into me, and I match his rhythm, making each thrust longer, deeper.
I wrap my legs around his waist, holding myself up, and he pushes my shirt up, exposing my breasts. He moves one hand up my stomach and to my breast. He pulls on the nipple, making me cry out as a tingling sensation runs through my chest, up my throat, and down into my stomach.
