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Resuming my visual journey, I lingered on her wide, birthing hips before returning to her center. When my gaze landed on her pussy, I groaned as hunger roared through me. She was fucking bare, so I had an unobstructed view of her glistening folds and her slick pink center peeking out between them.
I wasn’t done, though, so I mentally lectured myself to be patient and finished my perusal, admiring her thick thighs and anticipating how they would feel wrapped around my hips while I pounded in and out of her. Her legs might not have been the size of those skinny bitches they called models, but they were beyond perfect, shapely, and sexy as fuck. Lastly, I dropped my gaze to her feet and grinned when I saw her cute little toes tipped with the same dark purple as her dress. Then my head lifted, and my eyes returned to her face. “Perfection.”
Wrenley’s cheeks heated, and I watched in fascination as the blush crept down until it reached her pussy. I’d been dying to know how far down the color would go, now I just needed to see what it looked like when she came.
“I think you’ve had enough of this peepshow,” Wrenley said as she placed her hands on her hips. “My turn. Strip, superstar.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I stood and did a slow strip tease, enjoying the way the color of her irises darkened and her breathing became fast and harsh. She licked her lips when she spotted my piercing, then again as her eyes roved over my tattoo. I hoped she was imagining what it would be like to trace it with her tongue…
As I removed my boxer briefs, I noticed that her thighs were shiny and realized my girl was drenched from watching me undress. “Like what you see, baby?” I asked with a smirk.
“I’d like it better if nothing was in my way,” she sassed, making me throw back my head and chuckle. It was amazing that as hard and hungry as I was, she could still make me laugh.
My long, fat cock sprung free, slapping my stomach and bouncing against it a couple of times. The tip was almost as purple as her dress, swollen and slick from the precome I’d been leaking.
“Wow,” Wrenley gasped. “You’re, um…that thing is, um…really big.”
I groaned and took a step closer to her. “Baby, you can’t say shit like that to me right now. I’m hanging by a thread, but I want your taste on my tongue when I pop your cherry.”
Pink stole over her skin again as she flushed with desire, and she willingly accepted my hand when I reached for hers, bringing her close until we were skin to skin. “Fuck, yeah,” I moaned. I’d known we would have a spark between us, an electric reaction that would be practically combustible. But I’d underestimated how strong the pull was, and the way it would feel when it shot straight to my dick.
Nearing the end of my rope, I scooped Wrenley up and spun around, placing her gently on the couch, facing me. Then I knelt between her legs and licked my lips, eager to feast on this delicacy that would only ever be mine.
Tossing her legs over my shoulders, I bent forward and used my thumbs to part her folds. “Fucking gorgeous.” That was the last thing I said because I was too damn busy lapping at her center, shoving my tongue in her hole, and drinking down every drop of her juices.
Wrenley, however, said a lot. Mostly, “yes,” “more,” and my name—which she screamed at the top of her lungs when I finally bit her clit and used two fingers to rub the sensitive spot inside her that pushed her over the edge.
I licked her gently through her climax until her breathing became a little more regulated. Then I raised my head and wiped her essence from my face before licking my fingers clean. “Mmm,” I murmured. “Never tasted anything so fucking delicious. I’m gonna need to eat that sweet pussy a lot. And you can probably expect to spend just as much time with my cock inside you or you bouncing on it.”
Wrenley’s lips formed a little O, and her eyes were a mixture of surprise and fiery passion.
I grinned as I picked her up, using my hands on her ass to hold her steady while she circled my waist with her legs and clasped her arms around my neck. “Does it turn you on when I talk dirty, baby?” I purred as I made my way to the double doors that led to a bedroom with a massive bed.
“Yes,” she whispered, ducking her head into my neck.
“Hey,” I said softly as I stopped and waited for her to look at me. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, Wrenley. What happens between us is just about us and no one else. It doesn’t matter what anyone else might think. What we like, what we do, that’s ours alone. So don’t ever be embarrassed or afraid to tell me something you like…or don't like—that’s important too—because I will always respect you.”
