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“Yes…”
“Yes,” I repeat firmly. “I want both. But neither have anything to do with this show. It might have started out as a game, and I was just playing along. But somewhere along the way it stopped being a game. I’ve fallen for you, Megan. Hard. I want to be with you. I want to take care of you.”
She’s looking up at me with such disbelief and uncertainty, but somewhere under there I see a bit of hope and excitement. And I don’t want to say it again, but I have to. Just so she knows. Because it’s the truth. Even if I don’t end up with her.
“I mean everything I just said. But more than anything, I just want you to be happy.” I stroke her cheek with my fingers. “So do what you have to do to be happy, Megan. Fuck everyone else. Make the choice that makes you happy.”
Madden
Here we go.
She places her hands on my chest, pushing me back until my knees meet the edge of the bed. She forces me to lay down on the mattress and then climbs on top of me, her movements fast and cat-like. I can feel desire has taken over her, lust pulling her strings, and I’m feeling exactly the same. Our bodies are burning for each other, and there’s no telling what might happen.
Leaning in, she presses her lips against mine and kisses me softly. I close my eyes, savoring her strawberry lips, and run my hands down the side of her body, feeling her perfect curves as my cock hardens up inside my jeans.
“I want you so much,” she purrs, running her fingers over my chest, tracing the contour of my muscles over my tight shirt. Placing one hand on her face, I smile, allowing my fingers to roam over to her neck and then tangling them on her hair. I yank, forcing her head back.
“That’s my line,” I say, craning my neck and placing my mouth on her cleavage, my lips softly brushing against the soft skin there, the warmness of her tender flesh making me even harder..
“We’re in tune then,” she teases me, locking eyes with me and offering me one of her devilish smiles.
“Seems like it,” I whisper and, with that, I push the straps of her dress down her shoulders, baring her black lace bra. Hooking my fingers on one cup, I tug it down, one hard nipple jumping into sight. Before she can even prepare for it, I press my mouth there, my lips wrapped tight around her hard rosy tip.
“Mm,” she purrs, and the sweet sound of her voice wraps itself around my thoughts, injecting desire and lust into each one of them. My cock becomes as hard as a steel rod, boiling blood rushing down to it, and I take my lips off of her mouth to look into her eyes.
Moving fast, I buck my hips and turn aside, rolling on the bed and trapping her between the mattress and my body. I take my hands to her wrists and, curling my fingers around them, I pin them over her head and look into her eyes once more. I remain silent, taking in the soft lines of her face, allowing her beauty to sink its hooks on me.
The hemline of her dress has hiked up to her waist, and my crotch is against hers, my cock somehow still becoming harder and harder. Feeling my shaft pressed against her pussy, she takes her hands to my back and, holding onto my body, she thrusts upward. She grinds against me hard and fast, swaying her hips up and down and from side to side, and I grit my teeth as I feel a surge of maddening lust take over me.
I’ve never felt anything quite like this, a desire so intense that I can’t even think straight. Fuck, I feel just like a young kid, smitten by the prettiest girl in the block. This wasn’t supposed to happen to a guy like me - I’ve fucked so many women that I’ve lost count and here I am now, completely head over heels with Megan.
She has put a spell on me, one from which there’s no escape. And, even if there was a way out, I wouldn’t want it.
Thrusting back at her, I allow the movements of our body to sync up and, closing my eyes, I let a fantasy of desire to take over my thoughts. I imagine how it’d feel to simply flick her thong to the side and bury my cock inside of her, the tightness of her pussy squeezing my shaft hard… I can almost hear her moans against my ear as I thrust, her fingernails clawing at my back as she laces her legs around my waist and forces me to fuck her as hard as I can…
I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone as bad as I want to fuck Megan and, trust me, that’s really saying something.
And, thing is, she knows it.
Climbing down from her body, I roll over the mattress and lay on my side, next to her. She turns to face me, her lips slightly parted in a way that makes her look even more beautiful, and she rests her hands over my chest.
She never takes her eyes off mine as she starts unbuttoning my shirt, her delicate fingers working on the buttons fast, baring my chest inch by inch until I feel her knuckles brushing against my abs.
“I never felt like this for any woman, Megan,” I find myself saying, not even knowing where the words come from. I just felt a sudden urge to say them and, now that I’ve let them out, I feel my heart tightening up inside my chest.
I want to hear her say the same, to admit h
ow much she craves me… But she just remains in silence, her eyes on mine while a soft smile dances on her lips.
“I know,” she whispers, the kind softness of her voice making me so hard that my cock is on the verge of tearing its way out of my jeans.
Pulling my shirt down my arms, she throws it off the bed and then runs all of her fingers down my naked chest. My thoughts scatter as I feel her fingertips going over my abs, and then she gets to work on my belt; unbuckling it, she pulls it out of its loops and then pulls my zipper down, my cock straining against the fabric of my boxer briefs.
With a knot on my throat, I kick my jeans down my legs and push them off the bed.
“I want that cock,” she whispers, slowly curling her fingers around the hem of my boxer briefs and pulling them down. My cock jumps free immediately, slapping her across the back of her hand. I let her push my boxers down my legs and then kick them, sighing heavily as she curls her fingers around my cock, her soft breathing against my neck filling my blood with the unstoppable rage of lust. Could she be any more fucking perfect?
Inching closer to me, she crushes her mouth against mine, her tongue sliding past my lips as she starts moving her hand back and forth over my cock. She’s stroking me softly, her hand moving in a patient up and down rhythm, her petite fingers delicately hugging my thick shaft.
