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“I’m sorry,” she says, covering her mouth with her hand. “It’s just… do you remember the first day? When we met?”
“How can I forget? You fondled me and ruined a perfectly good pair of trousers.”
“Oh, did I? You never told me that.”
“What was I going to do, give you a bill?”
I see her smile now for real, and it fills me with relief. If I can make her smile, I can get her through this.
“Well, the thing is… Nayala predicted this.”
I search my memory. “The barista? The woman in the coffee kiosk?”
She nods tightly. “Yep. She told me one day I wouldn’t be able to resist. It sounded like a threat at the time, to be honest.”
Well, if I had known, I would’ve been tipping her better, I remark silently.
“And how does it sound now?” I ask.
Clarissa hesitates, then a sly smile breaks out on her face. She stands up from the sofa and turns to face me, slowly unbuttoning the front of her dress. Every button releases another half inch of her delicious, silky flesh, and I can’t look away.
“It sounds wonderful now,” she whispers, leaning forward to kiss me.
She stands over me, unbuttoning the dress the rest of the way while her lips brush against mine, teasing back and forth. My hands find her hips and guide her forward so she straddles me, then I push the dress off her shoulders.
Silhouetted by the silver light from the street lamps, her hair fanned out over her shoulders, she sits across my hips and brushes her nipples across my shirt playfully. Soon the motions of her grinding flanks get my blood rushing, and I feel that dizzy weightlessness as my cock hardens, urging me toward her.
Her sex is hot; I can feel it through the fabric. She twists and rocks back and forth, teasing me with light glances against the sensitive underside of my erection. Just when I am about to unbutton my pants she slides from my lap to the floor gracefully.
“Let me,” she directs me, and I pull my hands away.
With deft fingers, she unzips my pants and slides them down, freeing my rock-hard erection. Humming hungrily, she leans forward and swirls her tongue over the tip of my cock, teasing out the pearl of pre-cum that glistens there.
Flinging her hair over one shoulder, she pivots to the side so the light catches her profile and lets me watch as she sucks my cock between her caved-in cheeks. Her lips are taut against the shaft and with her other hand I feel pressure at the base, driving me to an even harder state.
“Oh, Clarissa, fuuuuuckkkkk,” I groan, unable to hold back.
Her tongue swirls over the tip of my cock while her hand jerks me from the base. I feel my balls clench and know that if I don’t focus, I’m going to come, but I don’t want to. I want to watch her pretty mouth as she lets my cock slide to the back of her throat. I want to watch my cock disappearing into that beautiful, pouty kiss. Over and over again, she buries my dick in her throat, taking as much as me as she can until the shaft is gleaming, knotted with veins, ready to burst.
“Okay, wait, stop,” I choke out, realizing I am on the edge of the cliff and ready to fall off.
My cock pops out of her lips, leaving a glimmering smear across her chin.
“Stop?” She smiles, gasping for breath. “Are you sure?”
“That’s not how I want to come,” I explain. “Get back up here.”
“That’s what I was hoping you would say,” she purrs, climbing back onto the sofa, her knees on either side of my thighs. My fingers dig
into her plump, wide hips as she hovers tantalizingly close to me, brushing the fringed lips of her beautiful pussy against the head of my cock. I slide back and forth in her juicy channel, eliciting another groan of pleasure from deep within my chest.
“Oh my God, Clarissa, what are you doing to me?”
“Whatever I want,” she answers mischievously.
Circling her hips, she grasps the very tip of my cock with her pussy lips and swirls me around, but doesn’t let me enter her yet. Her nipples brush through the hair on my chest as she arches her back, bouncing teasingly close to me.
“Let me inside you,” I groan.
