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“Thanks for dinner. I think I’m going to need to put on my stretchy pants after all of that food,” she jokes and I grin.

“Let me come in and help you with that.”

I don’t know which of us is more surprised when she opens the motel room door for both of us.

I recover fast and follow her inside, locking the door behind me as she flips on the bedside table lamp. The bulb is half burnt out but I can work with that. I can still see her.

“Come here, baby girl,” I say stepping into her and cradling her face in my hands. “You’re running this. You want me to stop, you just say the word. I’ll stop. I promise,” I whisper as I stroke her soft cheeks with my thumbs.

I can see in her eyes the moment that she surrenders and finally trusts me, and I want to let out a “WHOOP!” and maybe fist pump, but I manage to hold the urges in check.

“Okay,” she whispers back and I lean down, eating up the distance separating us as our mouths meet.

The kiss starts off like it always does whenever our lips meet, with sparks going off behind my eyes. The longer we kiss, the deeper we both sink into each other.

I grab Bristle’s hips, backing her up closer to the bed as my tongue slips into her mouth to tangle with hers. Her fingers are tugging at my jeans and the waistband of my shirt, and I can’t stop the groan from my throat as she brushes against my erection.

My hands reach for the hem of her shirt and I make quick work of stripping her naked and pushing her back on the bed.

I look down at her, almost coming in my pants at the sight of her spread out before me, ready for my hands and my mouth and my cock.

Her breasts bounce slightly as she scoots up the mattress and rests her head on the pillow and I groan again, my fingers dying to touch them, to test their weight in my palms. I can’t wait to get my mouth on them.

I come down over her and lick a path from her chin, down her neck and up to circle one stiff nipple. Bristle moans, her body wiggling underneath mine, and I have to close my eyes so that I don’t come in my pants like a teenager.

I roll her other nipple between my fingers as I wrap my lips around the other and suck. I take my time exploring her, and by the time I’ve released her breasts, her nipples are red and wet from my mouth and we’re both hungry for more. I tease the sweet peaks for another minute before I kiss my way down Bristle’s body.

“You’re so fucking wet, baby girl,” I groan as I spread her thighs wide and settle between them.

I use two of my fingers to spread her pussy lips and look up, watching as she opens her mouth, sucking in a breath.

“Are you ready for me?” I ask, my voice coming out low and husky.

When she doesn’t answer me, I roll my thumb over her sensitive clit until her hips shoot off of the bed in a wordless plea.

I know that she’s on edge and I want to give her everything so I lean forward, burying my face in her soft pink folds as I start to lick. She tastes like sugar and honey and now I’m the one moaning. I plunge my tongue into her tight little hole and fuck her with it as my thumb strokes over her clit until she’s a shaking, moaning, mess.

“Wild!” She cries out.

“Shh,” I say, running my finger up her slit.

She whines, letting out a sharp gasp as her fingers grip the strands of my hair tight as I go back to her sweet pussy. I lick a path right up her center, my tongue doing lazy circles around her clit. Bristle’s hips start to move with me and I smile.

“Baby girl. Look at this sweet pussy. So ready for me.”

That’s all it takes and Bristle’s whole body is locking up as her orgasm hits her.

“That’s it, baby girl,” I whisper as I continue to lick her through her release.

She pulls on my hair, her skin flushed and I smile as I kiss my way back up her body

“I want you,” she blurts out and my cock weeps in my jeans.

“Are you sure?” I ask, praying to god that she says yes.

“I’m sure, Wild. I want you to be my first.”

How can I say no to that?

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