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“Like what?”
“Go inside you.”
“With your fingers?” I ask.
“And my tongue,” she says.
“Fuck.” I flop back down onto the bed. “Yes, fuck me with your tongue all you want.”
“If you want me to stop, you’ll say what?”
“Just take me,” I tell her. “I need you to just fucking take me.”
And I do. I need her to take me. I need this release. I’ve waited for two months for her to make me feel this good, and with everything else going so badly, I deserve a little good right now. This woman, who should only care about making herself come at one of these things, wants to make me come for some reason, and I’m going to let her. She goes to work on my clit, and I’m already breathing hard.
“I’m not stopping until you come,” she says.
“It won’t take long.”
It’s true – I know I won’t last long. I haven’t come even by my own hand since that night with my friends.
“Oh, fuck,” I say as her tongue slips deeper inside me, and she lifts me a little off the bed.
I hold her head in place with my hand, and I know I’m moaning. Hell, I’d be saying her name if I knew it. She’s got a hand on my breast now, and her other hand is on my clit while she’s basically fucking me with her long tongue.
“Yes, baby,” I say.
She groans. It’s hot.
“Yes, there,” I say.
“Say it,” she says, pulling out of me. “Say it.”
I look at her, confused.
“Call me baby again. I like it.”
I nod. I’ll call her ‘baby’ a hundred times if she makes me come right now. Her tongue slips back inside.
“Fuck, yes. I need you deeper. I need your fingers, please.”
She pulls her tongue out and brings it to my clit. Her fingers go inside.
“Fuck me, baby,” I say.
It’s over before I even know it. Her fingers fuck me hard and fast while she sucks, and I can’t take it. It’s too good. I’m coming, feeling every bit of tension leave my body. The force of my orgasm pushes her fingers out of me, and I take my chance – I stand up and shove her back on the carpet a bit. Then, I go straight to her bag, not caring if I’m not allowed to see something. I pull out her strap-on, put it on, and kneel.
“Turn over,” I say.
She does.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask.
“Fuck, yes. I’ve been ready for you since the last time. Fill me up.”
I do.
“Oh, Jesus. Yes,” she says.
