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Fuck.

Willow tilts her body towards me and stares into my eyes, showing me that she wants something, but doesn’t say it. I fucking know what she wants, and I want it too. Just not like this. She wraps her hand around the base of my throat and pulls my lips down towards hers, our lips sparking together like a volt of electricity. The girl fires me up, every part of me comes alive. I take my arms around her body and turn her more towards me, needing to feel her sweet lips pressed against my cock. She kneels down over me, and my cock is pressing against her center; even though we’re clothed she feels fucking amazing.

Our lips don’t break from one another, and I snake one of my hands up into the back of her hair, tugging harshly. She lets out a small whimper, and I chuckle into our kiss. Willow rolls her hips, egging me on. She knows exactly what it is that she’s doing, playing with fire.

I bring my hand down between her legs, running my fingertips over her lips. She squirms and soft little sounds spill from her lips into mine. She wants it, and I’m going to give it to her. Moving my fingers from the outside of her leggings, I go under the band and run my hand along her smooth skin until I’m between her lips, my index finger teasing that incredibly wet clit of hers. She’s soaked, primed and ready for me. I could rip her leggings and shove my cock deep inside her, making her scream in pure ecstasy. It’s what I want to do, but I won’t. This isn’t about me right now. Only one of us matters, and it’s her.

My fingers dive up into her center, pressing firmly against her g-spot, I fuck her with my hand. Her wetness grows, mews turning to moans, body shivering against me. I can feel how close she is. Ripping my lips from hers, I jerk her hair, pulling her ear against my lips. “Come for me, little girl. I want it, all of your sweet little wetness on my hand, and then I want to lick it clean.”

Willow shoots into her orgasm, spilling with sweetness all over my hand. I fuck her violently with my fingers, her juices continue to flood over me until she’s panting against my chest, clinging onto me for dear life.

As promised, I pull my hand from her and wrap my tongue around every finger, licking her sweetness from my hand. “I could get used to this,” I admit to her, and she smiles. Not one of those fake smiles that I’ve seen her do in front of a customer at the shop, but a fully authentic one.

“I want your cock inside of me.”

“You’ll have it,” I say, but what I’m really telling her is that she’s going to have anything she wants from me. How will I ever say no to her?

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