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After a few minutes of petting her like this, I massage her ass cheeks. Her skin has a pink tint, but I haven’t marked her with my handprint. When I finally move on to stroking her back, she pulls up her thong and turns on her back.
She looks at me for a moment before saying, “I want to watch you come in your fist.”
So bossy. “Are you always this commanding when you’re sated?”
She raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow. “You need release, don’t you?”
My hard-on where it’s pushing against her hip is proof of that. I’ve never shied away from letting a woman watch. She does so unabashedly as I unbuckle my belt, pull down my zipper, and take out my cock. Folding her hands under her head, she gets comfortable for the show as I grip my length in my fist.
While she’s watching me, I watch her face. I pump twice and catch the precum in my palm to lubricate the head. Her eyes darken when I roll my hand over the crest.
Lust sounds thick in my voice. “Do you want a taste?”
“Yes,” she says, giving me a sultry look. “But not tonight. Just carry on fucking your hand.”
Little tease. I’m happy to oblige though.
She touches her breast as she watches me, rolling her nipple between her fingers. On a sexual front, we’re surprisingly at ease with each other, seeing how much she hates me when we’re not semi-naked. It doesn’t come as a surprise. I knew from the start we’d be fireworks together.
I pick up my pace as she teases both nipples into hard points through the lace of her bra. She drives me crazy.
“Put your hand in your panties,” I order, my voice gruff.
She slides her hand over her stomach and dips her fingers inside her thong.
A trickle of sweat runs down my temple. The room is cool with the AC on, but it’s too hot in here to think straight. I don’t have to tell her what to do. She rubs her clit while watching the show I put on for her. It’s nearly over for me when she bucks her hips and accidentally rubs her thigh against my hard-on. She only breaks eye contact with my cock to throw back her head, close her eyes, and utter a mewl as she spasms around her fingers.
“Violet,” I grit out.
If she doesn’t want to miss the highlight, now’s the time to open her eyes because I’m not going to last. When she lifts her eyelids and reveals those intoxicating lavender eyes, I come with a grunt, releasing hot ribbons of cum in her lap. My release marks her underwear, thighs, and stomach. I pump myself empty on her body before sagging back in an exhausted stupor, catching my weight on my arms.
She pulls her hand from her thong, dragging it through the cum on her stomach and smearing it over her skin. My seed is soaking through the lace triangle between her legs. Nothing has ever looked so right. She gathers the slickness and pushes her hand back into her underwear. A moment of incomprehension follows, but when she dips her cum-coated fingers inside herself, working my cum into her pussy, I nearly explode.
I’m done. Defeated. Conquered.
I watch with hungry fascination how she uses my release as lubrication, working her need up again. I’m clean. Yet technicalities like birth control and STDs are the last things on my mind. I don’t care if she gets pregnant, however slight the chance of that may be. In fact, I welcome the thought. But right now, I can’t focus on anything as she makes herself come.
Spreading her legs, she bends her knees. It’s not enough. Her underwear gives with a tearing sound as I rip it off for a better view. It makes her hotter. She works harder for her orgasm, getting there a few short seconds later.
She comes down with her hand between her legs, breathing hard. I let her take her time while I study the stunning mess we’ve made.
My girl is a pervert, and I fucking love it.
When she’s caught her breath, she closes her legs. I’m reluctant to move, but it’s late. Her parents will worry if she doesn’t get home soon, which will be the case. I’m not letting her go now.
Lifting her legs, I carefully put her aside and get to my feet. I adjust my pants and tell her, “Stay,” before going to the bathroom where I open the tap in the shower for the water to run warm. Then I strip naked, go back to the bedroom, and pick her up in my arms.
For once, she doesn’t argue. She remains quiet as I carry her inside the shower, bra and all, and adjust the water to run over her back so she won’t be cold.
