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“Can I look down?” I groan, feeling a primal need to see where we’re connected. “Fuck, I need…”
“Yes,” she moans. “Yes, you can look now.”
My eyes fly open just as Mia arches her back, and her lush tits are pressed against my chest, which is amazing and all, but it’s not what I’m eager for right now.
I put my finger back on the bundle of nerves that makes her mewl with pleasure, and I love when she’s so far gone in a haze of lust that she doesn’t even enunciate or talk in clear sentences. With each thrust of my hips, I swirl her clit around, loving the way she’s vibrating beneath my touch.
Not wanting to push my luck or make her feel uncomfortable, I only turn my head to the side and look down between us. I can’t see much because of our position, but I don’t care.
She gave me permission to look, and that’s all that matters. Even though my mind is clouded with lust, I still recognize that this is big—and I’m not talking about my dick. I can see how her pussy swallows my hardness with each movement, and I swallow audibly, knowing that it must be difficult for her to let me look. But she still lets me, which makes my cock swell inside her.
“Fuck,” I groan. “You look so fucking sexy swallowing my cock like that. Your pussy is taking me so good.” I grind out through clenched teeth as the need to empty my balls deep inside her grows stronger every time she moves.
“Are you watching, Kas?” A knowing smile on her lips tells me she already knows I’m watching intently. “How does it look to see me take your cock?”
Shit, I had no idea Mia has such a dirty mouth, and right now, I need that. I need to know that she’s fine with me watching. No, fuck that. She wants me to watch, and that makes all the difference.
“Touch yourself. Play with your tits,” I demand. “I want you to come with my dick inside you. Can you do that for me, sweets?”
“You do it,” she moans, meeting me thrust for thrust as I slam into her so hard the couch moves.
With a wicked grin, I stretch her leg over my shoulder and move us more to the side so I can use both my hands. I time it, so I’m pinching her nipple at the same time as I pump into her and rub her clit.
“Oh fuck, Kas, shit, I—” Her back arches off the couch as I feel her convulse around me. Her inner walls squeeze my cock as if it’s trying to milk the orgasm from me. I feel pretty proud of myself that I resist the urge to spill inside her.
Mia practically falls back when the orgasm is no longer tearing through her, and I take that opportunity to change position, so I’m hovering above her. Lowering myself, I feel her hard nipples rub against my chest, and when I line my cock up with her Wonderlandian opening, I throw my head back and groan in pure ecstasy.
The mewls and moans coming from her are so sexy I know I won’t be able to keep holding out. I slam into her over and over until I feel my balls tighten. Only then do I let go of her nipple and reclaim her mouth. Our moans mix while our tongues battle for dominance, and Mia convulses around me a second time.
“Oh shit,” I grind out. Almost forgetting her one request and let myself go, but I pull my dick from her just in time. “Are you sure?” I ask, not even sure I’d be able to stop even if she’d changed her mind.
“Come on me, Kas. I want to feel your hot cum on my body, in my hair, and on my face.”
I only have to stroke myself twice before I start coming, and I do as she says. Pointing my dick toward her face, I close my eyes, and shudder as rope after rope of warm, white cum covers her. I’m so far gone in my pleasure that I don’t notice Mia moving until she cups my balls and pumps my hardness. Each movement prolongs the feeling of euphoria, and it almost feels like she’s squeezing even more cum from me. I swear I’m seeing nothing but black dots as I keep coming on her.
“That was really something.” Mia yawns next to me, clearly as exhausted as I feel. “Can we spend the night?” she asks, already sounding half asleep.
Nodding, I push myself off the couch and carry Mia into her bedroom. I gently place her on the bed, pulling the comforter from beneath her and wrapping it around her luscious body. Then I join her on the bed, pulling her to me before switching off the light with the fancy control she hands me.
Mia’s heavy breathing and soft snores let me know she’s asleep, and I try to follow her into the land of numbness, but I can’t. My mind keeps insisting that something is wrong, yet I can’t place my finger on it.
With a deep sigh, I untangle myself from her and hunt down my boxers before I make my way to the kitchen, intending to get some water. I still can’t shake the feeling of wrongness, but I don’t know what’s prompting it.
Knowing I won’t be able to fall asleep, I snoop through her cupboards. Well, it’s not really snooping. I’m hoping to find something edible. As I crouch down below the sink, I’m forced to admit I’m snooping. I don’t imagine anyone stores food under their sink, but I look anyway.
A snort escapes me as I come face-to-face with rows upon rows of cleaning products and a few bottles of air freshener. Each lined up neatly next to the other. Without knowing why, I read the front label on every single bottle, and it isn’t until I’m done I realize I was looking for something. There’s a sweet berry stench coating Mia’s apartment, which could be caused by the scent in any of these bottles. Yet… Now I know for certain that none of these bottles are the source. These are lemon or vanilla-scented. There isn’t a single berry scent among the bunch.
I grunt in exasperation as I’m unable to place the last bottle back in its place, something keeps making it wobble. Squinting, I push some of the other bottles to the side so I can see what’s causing the problem. Snorting with surprise when my fingers grasp what feels like a fucking lollipop.
“I bet you were meant to go in the bin,” I mumble to myself and toss it out.
