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She shudders, shaking her head. “Why do you want to do that? What do you get out of it?”
“I get to see you come apart for me,” I say, giving her throat a small squeeze. Not enough to restrict her breathing, but I hear her breath hitch just the same. “I thought about it earlier today, too, when you were still dripping with Giulio’s cum. Now undo your jeans.”
Biting her bottom lip, Vanessa hesitates for a moment before obeying, starting to unfasten her pants.
“Has anyone ever eaten you out before?” I ask, though I’m pretty sure I already know the answer to that question.
She shakes her head. “No,” she mumbles. “I don’t… I don’t want you to, either.”
“It’ll feel good,” I promise her. Unfortunately, there’s no way to get her pants off while she’s still halfway on my lap, so I reluctantly let go and push her down onto the bed again. I grip the jeans and begin sliding them off her. She’s not wearing underwear beneath them, and I glance over at the sink to see a pair of wet panties drying there. She’d probably been so eager to get them off, but I’m surprised she waited so long to shower.
Slayer must’ve warned her against it.
All right, so maybe I can grudgingly accept that he might’ve made a good move.
“C’mon. Spread your legs for me,” I coax.
She goes to push her shirt back down, but I grab her wrist.
“No, let me see your breasts,” I tell her. “They’re so beautiful.” And they’ll be more beautiful when they start to fill with milk for Giulio’s babies.
She gives me a pleading look, but I help her spread her legs. I slide a hand up her thigh.
I’ve seen plenty of women, but there’s something about Vanessa in particular that is even more appealing. The color, the scent of her. The way she trembles at a single touch. I press my fingers against her hole and imagine that Giulio’s cum is dripping out of her. I kiss her clit while I slide two fingers in, massaging gently until I feel her starting to get wet.
“You’re so responsive,” I say. “Your body enjoys everything we do to you.”
Vanessa shakes her head, trying to deny it, but I hold my hand up. Slowly, I slide my finger across her lips, letting her taste herself.
“See?” I tell her. “I’ve barely even touched you, and your body is already begging for more.”
She lets out a shuddering breath as I press my fingers back into her. “I don’t know why I’m broken,” she whimpers. “I shouldn’t… My body shouldn’t… I don’t understand…”
I frown. “You aren’t broken, Vanessa. You’re perfect.” I watch how her belly contracts, fascinated by her reactions. When I pull my fingers out again, I take a good look at the glistening wetness. The consistency looks right—indicating that she’s very, very fertile right now. And we’d taken her this morning, which means…
I bite my lip to stifle a groan. She could already be pregnant. There could be a small life forming inside her.
I push her thighs further apart, not caring that I’m smearing her fluids on her, and bury my nose in her pubic hair. She smells divine. I pretend I can smell Giulio on her as I run my tongue over her plump clit.
She lets out a surprised little sound, and she pushes at my head. I ignore the slight pressure, only delving in deeper, flicking my tongue against her clit as she squirms. I want to hear her moan for me, so she can’t deny how good it feels when I’m touching her. She tries to push me away at first, but soon her fingers are tangled in my hair, and she’s stopped trying to deter me.
Soft moans are spilling from her lips, and she looks gorgeous with her head tilted back, her back arching as she presses herself harder against my mouth.
“S-stop,” she pleads, but from how hot she’s getting, and from her movements, it’s clear she doesn’t mean that.
I smile and kiss her folds before going back to flicking my tongue against her clit. I push two fingers into her again, this time massaging with purpose. She convulses around me, showing me just how much she’s enjoying herself.
“Please d-don’t,” she whimpers, but she’s rocking her hips against my fingers and my face.
She’s still begging me to stop when she tightens around my fingers, her entire body going tense as her climax sweeps over her. I keep rubbing that spot inside of her, keep lapping at her clit, until she’s shoving at my head to try to push me away in a completely different type of way than before.
I want to make her come over and over, until she’s really begging me, but I’m too hard. I shed my pants, and she’s still trembling when I force my cock inside of her wet cunt in just a few short shoves.
Vanessa gasps, staring up at me in shock, and her pussy clenches around me.
I moan, enjoying the sensations of her body’s betrayal. I know this has to be doing a number on her, though, and I reach up to lightly stroke her throat. “Shh,” I tell her, putting just a little bit of pressure on her neck. “Focus on me, Vanessa.”
She whimpers, looking up at me with dazed eyes. “I don’t… I’m not…”
