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“But--” I didn’t even know how to finish my sentence. Should I tell him it felt wrong? Because that would be a lie. It felt right, so totally right. But it could also complicate things between all of us, and that was something I did not want.
It was my last chance to back off. Because if I were to let him put those gorgeous lips on mine one more time, there’d be no taking them off.
“No buts,” Duncan said, his hands stroking my cheek ever so tenderly. “Everything will be fine, Dream.”
Screw it. I couldn’t deny it anymore.
I smiled up at him and closed my eyes.
He brought his mouth to mine, speaking with his touch instead of his words.
We kissed, our hands moving all over one another’s bodies, his tongue wrapping around mine, his cock pressing through his jeans. I couldn’t help but wonder what he had going on underneath the denim, if Duncan’s towering height and striking good looks weren’t theonly thing he had in common with his brother.
I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. His body was shredded, just as I’d expected. A few scars marred his otherwise perfect physique, but I didn’t mind them one bit. If anything, they reminded me that his body was built for action, that he wasn’t simply some gym-sculpted pretty boy.
Everything about him turned me on like mad. My shirt came off, Duncan pulling it up and tossing it to the side of the living room. Next, his hands swooped down the curve of my back, resting on my ass through my shorts. He squeezed my rear hard enough to make my eyes go wide with surprise. The way he touched me made it clear beyond a shadow of a doubt that he wanted me like crazy.
His hands still on my ass, he lifted me off my feet. I let out a happy squeal as he hoisted me off the ground, loving how effortlessly he carried me. I wrapped my legs around him, letting his cock press against my pussy through my shorts as he strode from the kitchen to the living room. Once we were there, he set me down gently on the edge of the couch, dropping down to his knees and spreading my legs.
Duncan moved his hands under my ass once more, this time taking my shorts by the waistband and pulling them down. I squeezed my legs together just enough to help him lower my shorts. A glance down revealed that I was wearing a simple pair of black hipster panties, and I made a mental note to try and get in the habit of putting on sexier underwear. .
The panties didn’t stay on for long, however. He swept his big palms over my thighs, tingles spreading through my body at his touch. I watched eagerly as he slipped his fingers underneath the waistband of my panties, rolling them down to my ankles.
Once I was bare, Duncan put his hands on my hips and moved me back further, my legs dangling over his shoulders, my soaked pussy right in front of his face.
“You know,” he said, the fingers of his right hand inching closer and closer to between my legs. “I’ve always wondered what you tasted liked.”
His deep, low voice saying words like those was enough to push me to the brink.
“Now’s your chance to find out.”
Duncan flashed me another smile, then lowered his head between my legs. He spread me open, teasing my clit before pressing his tongue against me. The sparking pleasure was so immediate, so intense, that all I could do was let my head hang back and sigh. Duncan pressed against my clit with the flat, wet surface of his tongue, dragging it slowly over my most sensitive of spots. As he worked his magic with his mouth, he moved into me with his fingers.
The sensation of him inside me that way was intense, throbbing delight making me shake and quiver.
“Feel good when I do that?” he asked, lifting his head while still moving his fingers in and out of me, his lips glistening with my juices.
“Feels so damn good,” I said, my hips tightening as he curled his fingers in a come-hither gesture, hitting my G-spot as he brought his lips back down to my womanhood.
I sighed and moaned, my hips rolling up and down like waves as the sensation of total ecstasy roiled through me. Duncan soon changed his technique, using the tip of his tongue to make slow circles around my clit as his fingers worked in and out of me.
It was enough to take me over the edge. A hot, pulsing orgasm rocked me from toe to top. I slipped my hands into Duncan’s thick hair as he continued to eat me.
Duncan sensed when the orgasm was done, placing his hands on the edge of the couch and raising himself up. He quickly removed his jeans and boxer briefs, then moved toward me, stopping when he was directly over top, his spear-straight cock pointing directly down at me. His lips still glistened, and I couldn’t help but ask him the question he’d begged.
“Well?” I asked. “Did I taste like you were expecting?”
“Even better.” He grinned, and I did the same.
As amazing as the orgasm had felt, I needed more. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his cock. He was warm and stiff and just as big as I’d been hoping, as big as I’d been craving.
He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of my touch. I stroked his long thickness up and down, my fingertips lingering on the contours of his member, growls of pleasure rumbling from his mouth. It wasn’t long before he couldn’t take any more. His eyes flashed open, his expression one of intense hunger.
I guided him down, opening my legs and wrapping them around his narrow, powerful hips. His head pushed my lips apart, and I bucked upward to give him the angle he needed to plunge deeply into me. Duncan pushed inch after inch inside, giving me the sensation of being split in two in the best way imaginable. When he was buried to the root, I forced my eyes open, glancing down and burning into my memory the sight of him between my legs.
I swept my hands to his ass. Duncan raised his hips up and pushed into me, my wetness making his cock slick, letting him glide into me effortlessly. It wasn’t long before he was in a steady rhythm, his length vanishing into me over and over, my pussy stretched to accommodate him, my modest breasts rocking back and forth from the unrelenting penetration.
The next orgasm was more powerful than the first, my entire body clenching, my arms and legs wrapped around him. He drove into me through the orgasm.
And when it was done, I still wanted more.
“Lie on your back,” I said, a sly smile on my lips. “Now it’s my turn to taste you.”
