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“Are you going to come, sweet girl?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me when.”
She nods her head, her eyes fluttering open again, and they find mine in the mirror. Her brown eyes are darker than normal, almost black. She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, but lets it go immediately in a gasp when she feels my cock twitch against her.
“Does my lip biting… do something to you?” she whimpers as I’ve quickened my assault on her.
“Yes. Focus.”
“Does it turn you on?”
“Hush.” I want to get her attention off of me and onto her orgasm. She locks eyes with me and bites her lip again, a mischievous smile curving her mouth. I groan and lower my forehead to her shoulder, trying to avoid her gaze and her pink lips. I pinch her clit between my fingers, and I didn’t know it was possible, but the juices forming between her legs increase tenfold. I wrap my left hand around her, as my right is still inside of her, and spread her open for me so I can see every inch of her. The pink, slick flesh is calling out to me on the most primal level.
I have to taste her. I have to fuck her. I want to fuck her and see my cum coating her pussy. Fuck, this is just a favor to Ava. She is not…yours.
The feeling of Ava rocking back and forth, bumping my cock, snaps me from my caveman thoughts.She’s close.My left hand that was holding her open ascends up and under her t-shirt to find her bare breast. I cup it, playing with her nipple, pinching it and rolling it between my fingers. With one last stroke over her clit, Ava’s orgasm rings through the air as she begins to quiver in my arms. I feel her clit throbbing as she moans out my name over and over. I continue to rub her hard and fast as I see her orgasm practically pouring out of her.Is she…a squirter? Fuck. Ava Remington, what the fuck kind of sex goddess are you?Her hands grip my thighs as she slumps against me. My fingers slow their ministrations, and I slowly pull them from her body.
Her eyes flutter open. Her chest is heaving rapidly, and her cheeks are bright red and flushed.She’s fucking beautiful.I trail my fingers up her body and hold them in front of her face. “Suck.”
“Wh--what?”
“You’ve never tasted yourself before? Aren’t you curious how you taste?”
“No.”
“Liar.”
She leans forward slightly and reluctantly wraps her lips around my fingers.
Fuck. Bad. fucking. Idea. Now all I can do is picture her lips wrapping around my cock the same way. Abort mission, Walsh.
I try to pull them from her mouth, but she grabs my hand, holding it in place and nibbles gently on them.
Oh, she’s testing me, and she knows it.She lets me go with a pop before running her tongue up the length once as if it were the shaft of a cock.Fuck her.I chuckle inwardly. She turns and looks at me, giving me a cheeky grin, and I narrow my eyes at her.
She stands up and turns around to face me before climbing back on the bed to straddle me. My cock was already hard, but we are officially in painfully hard territory as her soaking wet folds are now grazing my crotch. I’m wearing jeans, so I can’t exactly feel the warmth of her pussy on me, but just the fact her dripping folds are pressed up against me is enough to turn me to granite. “Your turn,” she says devilishly.
“Ava, that was for you.”
“You’re supposed to be teaching me about everything. I need to know how to do...this.”
“You don’t really need to know much about the equivalent. No one over the age of eighteen gives hand jobs to completion.”
And that might even be a stretch. Most women I’ve been with live by the--you can do it better than I canmantra.Orwhy would I do something you can do yourself? I’ll just blow you instead.And that certainly earned no complaints from me.
“I’ve still never…touched one…or seen one.”
“Fair,” I tell her as I slide up her bed and thankfully out from under her pussy, the scent of her orgasm still floating in the air.
I pull off my jeans, leaving me in my briefs, and she kneels between my legs. She rubs her hand over my length, and my cock twitches in response. She’s about to free it from the constraints of my underwear when my phone begins to ring.What the fuck?She freezes, and I sit up slowly. “I want to ignore it, but I’m expecting a call from my COO...,” I trail off.
“Oh, go for it! Not a problem.” She moves from between my legs and lies down on her bed. I grab the phone from my jeans pocket, and my heart immediately sinks.Fuck.
“It’s your brother,” I tell her, and she rolls her eyes.
“God, how many times do you talk on the phone every day? I don’t even talk to my mother as often as you two talk.”
