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He smiles proudly like he loves me. “Get on the bed, love. Straddle my face and let me make you come.”
Oliver lies down, gripping my thighs and urging me onto the bed. I do as he ordered, straddling his face even though I’m self-conscious. I heard girls in my college dorm room or old roommates talk about this. Their boyfriends or dates never seemed to be very good at it, but as Oliver grabs my hips and pulls me down onto his mouth, I have a feeling he’s going to be different.
Then his tongue licks between my folds, and I know he is. I forget about everything except what his mouth is doing to me.
“That’s it. Ride my face,” he growls against my flesh.
I didn’t even realize I was grinding on his face, riding his tongue. I was too lost in my pleasure to think about anything else.
He seems into it, so I don’t stop to think. I just feel.
I rock my hips, gasping and moaning as his fingers dig into my hips and ass. He keeps me pinned to his face, but I’m not going anywhere. Not until I come.
I’m so close. I can feel myself balancing on the razor’s edge.
Oliver’s hand rubs over my ass, dipping lower and brushing over my back door. I’m surprised when I like the feeling, but he doesn’t stop there. He moves lower, circling a finger around my virgin hole, and I moan, wanting him to fill me there. I’m so empty. I need him to fill me up.
It’s like he can hear my thoughts because he pushes one thick digit inside me, stretching me, and I break apart.
I come against his face, my hips bucking back and forth, riding his tongue, letting him lick me from clit to ass as I go wild above him.
“That’s it, love,” he praises me.
I slump forward, then roll off of him and fall to my side on the mattress.
I pant, trying to catch my breath as I come back down to earth. Oliver shifts, and I roll onto my back, making room for him.
He grabs my knees and drags me over into the center of the bed, and I look up at him. He’s taken his shirt and shoes off at some point. His pants are unzipped, and his hard dick is out, pointing right at me. My mouth waters at the sight and the hungry look in his eyes.
“Do you want me to… to make you come?” I ask shyly.
He groans, the sound ripping from his throat. “Yes.”
He pushes his pants down with his boxers. Is he going to put that big thing inside me?
“Spread those thighs, my love. I’m going to start claiming and marking all of you.”
I don’t know what he means, but I do as he asks, letting my knees drop to the bed and spreading my legs as far as possible so he has room.
His hand wraps around his cock and jerks off at a frantic pace. I watch as his tip turns red, and he grunts, his eyes locked between my legs. I can tell he’s imagining he’s inside me, and I moan, sliding my hands up my body and cupping my breasts. I watch his face, mesmerized by the sight of such a big, primal man lusting after my body.
My fingers tease my nipples, and he lets out a guttural noise. His pace falters as his balls tighten, and I swear his cock swells even more.
I can’t take it. I need more.
“I want you inside me,” I beg.
His eyes flare as they meet mine. “I know, and you’re going to get me, but I don’t want to hurt you. I need to take the edge off first.”
I’m panting, on fire, and I reach down to touch myself, but he starts to come as soon as my fingers spread my lower lips.
Thick white streams splash across my thighs, stomach, and pussy. I tremble, loving the effect I have on this man. I want him to mark me everywhere, come all over me.
Oliver reaches down, rubbing his cum into my skin. He even slips a finger inside me, and I moan when I realize he’s trying to get his cum in my pussy.
“You ready for me, love?” His cock is still hard and pointing right at me.
“Uh-huh.” My voice comes out low and husky.
