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I gave her a quick peck and she chuckled.
She opened and closed her mouth twice before finally saying one more word, with so much longing, and sadness. “Touching.”
I ran my fingertips down her neck, her collarbone, her arm, skipping over her hip to her thigh and then squeezed.
“I’ll touch you as much as you want, wherever you want.”
More kisses. I was turning liquid under the power of her tongue.
Rolling her hips, moaning into my mouth, my blood heating.
“When I first met you at the track, you looked at me like I was a bowl of trifle.”
“You are better than trifle, Firebird. And apple pie.”
We both laughed, my hand unable to help itself, sliding over her butt.
“I’ll touch you, kiss you, and fuck you anyway you want, however you need it.”
She moaned and rolled her hips, and holding my jaw, kissed me again.
Lost in the heat of our caress, my hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, travelling higher to her lower back. Stacey broke our kiss with a cry, stopping my hand.
Her shallow breaths and wild eyes; she was frightened.
“I don’t want to take off my shirt. I … don’t like people touching my back.”
Her chin wobbled. My Firebird, who’d driven a truck to the frontline of a bushfire and faced the flames head on, who’d driven in drag races without clearance.
But Anastasia, in my bed, was so unsure, vulnerable.
“Then wear it,” I whispered, removing my hand and settling it again on her thigh. “I won’t touch your back. You set the rules, Firebird, and I’ll follow.”
She kissed me again, pushing me back to the mattress.
“I thought you and I broke all of the rules.”
Lips roaming over my neck, my shoulders. I closed my eyes, anticipating what she would do next.
“New rule: let Anastasia do anything she wants to me.”
The scrape of her teeth over my pec, then the flick of her tongue across my hardened nipple, was followed by a long lick up my neck.
My body was her tasting plate. She was sampling every part of me.
I cried out as her mouth unexpectedly wrapped around the tip of my cock. Pushed my hips up, fisted the sheets, sucking in a deep breath.
I watched my cock disappear into her mouth; her hand gripped around the base.
With shallow thrusts, I was panting, groaning, praising her.
“Yes, fuck. Just like that, more. Lick it, yes … like that. Oh yeah, suck it, as deep as you can take me, Firebird. Fuck yes, good girl. So good.”
Soon, I was grunting like an animal, her hair wrapped around my fingers, wanting more, but holding back, letting Stacey control this.
She changed the angle of her jaw and I hit the back of her throat. I groaned and she gagged, tears in her eyes.
“It’s okay, you don’t have—”
