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It’s late – or early – and she doesn’t want anybody to hear.
Neither do I, because nobody should ever hear my woman like this, her tantalizing moans, her breathy releases, except for me. Only me.
I grab her panties and pull them down to her knees, then lean down and pull them the rest of the way.
Returning to her, I grab her plain T-shirt, almost roaring when I see her excited nipples poking through the fabric.
I tear the shirt off, then lean down, snarling as I push her juicy breasts together and suck her nipples, one then the other. She moans in that quiet way, as though she’s trying to keep quiet, but she’s struggling.
“You taste fucking perfect,” I snarl, giving her needy nipple a kiss as I return my hand to her soaked pussy. “My dick’s soaked in precome, Freya. I’m rock-hard for you. I need your pussy so badly.”
“Yes,” she moans. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I can hear the shiver in her voice, as though part of her isn’t sure she can do this.
But Iknowshe can.
And nothing could stop us, not now we know we want the same future.
“What about you?” she murmurs.
I pause, leaning back, my finger moving in circles around her fluttering eager little sex.
“What about me?”
She tugs at my clothes. “Well…is this fair?”
I smirk. “Are you asking for a strip tease?”
She smiles up at me, her eyes glistening with pleasure.
“Maybe.”
I stand, looming over the bed, staring down at my woman as though she’s my prey. And she is, in a sense, except I’d never hurt her. I’d never let anybody else hurt her, either.
But at this moment, I become a predator, muscles pushing against my skin, my cock rock-solid and ready to explode.
“Rub your pussy,” I tell her. “And suck your finger too.”
Her hand slips between her legs, her fingers rubbing at her pink lips, looking ready, excited. But her other hand remains at her side.
“I don’t….”
She trails off as I pull the shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor, then quickly tear off my pants and underwear.
My cock springs up, hard, veins moving up and down the sides. The precome on the tip has slid down my length, making it glisten in the lamplight, just like my woman’s pussy does…
Like they’re calling out for each other,needeach other.
“What were you going to say?” I growl, staring at her hand shifting against her drenched perfect pussy.
“I…,” she bites down, eyes widening, shaking her head. “I….”
“Say it.” I move right up to the bed, staring down at her. “Freya….”
“I was going to say I don’t want to suck my finger,” she whispers. “I want….”
My shy woman trails off again, but I get the message, my cock getting somehow harder, twitching at her words.
