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“Cody,” she moans, the sound of her voice making my cock throb hard. Is there anything sweeter than having my fucking name on her lips? Well, perhaps my cock.
“I'm right here,” I say, gently rubbing my finger over her clit in short closed circles. I let my free hand go down her back, my open palm going over the curve of her ass, and I grab her there, pulling and squeezing her cheeks hard.
“You're always thinking of this,” she says, her lips curling into a lazy smile. At last, a smile.
“Thinking of what?”
“Sex, Cody”, she tells me, pressing herself into me. “Can't you live without it?”
What kind of fucking question is that? The answer is a fucking obvious one: of course I can't go without sex. What the fuck does she think I am? Some kind of fucking celibate monk? More than a day without having a tight pussy wrapped around my cock, I start to go Vietnam crazy.
“Kim, you know the answer to that,” I respond, squeezing her cheeks even harder while I nibble at her neck.
“I bet that you can't be with me and not come,” she says, her fingers going down my stomach and tracing a soft and teasing line towards the base of my cock; instead of grabbing it, she simply brushes the tip of her index finger over the whole length of my starving cock. One by one, her fingers curl around my thickness and she starts to flick her wrist, stroking me softly.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want, babe.”
“Oh, is that so?” With her free hand, she cups my balls, massaging them while her grasp on me tightens. By the way she's smiling, I already know she's thinking of something I'm not sure I'm going to like. “I dare you to resist me...”
Alright, I was right about it: I'm not into this fucking conversation. Swear to God, if she tells me I can't fuck her, a vein in my head is going to burst.
“No way. I’ve resisted you long enough... You know that, babe.”
“Then stop. I’ll let you do whatever you want with my body... You just can't come,” she says, grinning at me.
“How did you come up with this punishment?” I ask her.
“It’s not a punishment, Cody. Just a challenge,” she says. “If you’re really going to try hard to be a better man, what better way than starting with some impulse control?”
Well, fuck. I've never been into that fucking tantric sex kind of bullshit, but today's a good day as any to start. If she thinks I can't do it, she's in for a big fucking surprise.
“Alright, ’sis... I'm in If that’s what you want, that’s what you get.”
“We’ll see,” she smiles, chomping on her lower lip as if she's already trying to picture my cock inside of her.
Fuck, all this theoretical conversation is making me go fucking crazy; I'm going to pin her against the wall and fuck the living daylights out of her. So she doesn't want me to fucking cum, right? Then I hope she can endure a twelve hour long session of physical punishment.
But before I can do a fucking thing about it, she goes to her knees, her hands sliding down my leg and settling on my thighs. Looking up at me with a grin, she grasps my cock by the base and starts to stroke it with a soft coming and going motion.
Fuck, I'm fighting against the urge to just push my cock against her lips and fill her little mouth with my raging erection. I thrust my hips just a little, but she moves her head back, grinning all the way. She's already learning something about the art of driving a man utter and completely mad.
She parts her lips and reaches with her tongue for me, flicking it against my cock as her hand keeps on stroking me at a steady pace. Leaning forwards just one inch, she starts tracing teasing circles around my tip, her lips dangerously close to my flesh.
My unconscious mind is almost getting the best of me, and I have to fucking grit my teeth so that I don't succumb to this dark desire pulsing inside me; I'm on the verge of grabbing her hair and forcing my cock inside her mouth, but I'm doing my very best to resist it. I should get a fucking medal for this.
Lapping her tongue at me, her eyes never leave mine – I can see in her grin that she's loving the torture she's inflicting upon me. Lucky for her, I don't mind being tortured by these sweet lips of hers.
“Fuck,” I say out loud the moment she leans into me and allows my cock to slide over her tongue and deep inside her mouth. Before I even know what I'm doing, my hands are on her head, following her motion as she starts to bob her head up and down; I start thrusting my hips, my length going in and out of her at a furious pace. There's no other way to describe what I'm doing: I'm fucking her mouth and, damn, she can take it more than anyone I've ever been with before.
Fuck, I need to be inside of her.
I pull my cock out of her mouth and, grabbing her wrist, I take her hand and make her get up. Grabbing her hair, I start kissing her again, anxious to devour and fuck her again.
“Don't you ever get tired?” she asks me, opening her eyes and smiling at me.
“What do you think?” I say immediately. “Never.”
I’m pressing hard on her clit and making her pant. “I’ll show you something you won't forget anytime soon, Kim.” I say. “I’ll show you how strong of a man I can be.”
