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She makes me so fucking sensitive, so aroused all the time.
“Do it, Mia.”
This time I pull back, taking my hand. And she glares at me, but with shaking fingers, pulls off her T-shirt, fast, throwing it down. Then she shoves down her jeans.
“I said slow.”
“I don’t care.”
“Now the panties and the bra.”
It’s utter loathing and need and fear and lust that’s in her glittering eyes as she unhooks her bra and drops it, then slides off her panties.
Now, it’s my turn not to be able to breathe properly.
Like this, I know she’s mine. And she’s glorious.
I don’t think, I drop to my knees, hands on her hips as I push her thighs apart with my head, and then I lick her cunt, savoring the taste, the ripple of desire that passes through her.
I start to lick, bite, kiss, and suck. All soft and gentle, learning her, listening to what her body tells me. The tenseness that makes me back off. The melt and sigh that makes me keep something up just so.
I delve into her with my tongue, then I slip my hand from her hip, keeping the other there, her moans music as I push one then two, then three fingers into her.
And she’s trembling now, grabbing me. Pushing, pulling. “No, stop. Please.”
I almost do, but she doesn’t use the word, so I keep it up.
“Fuck.” I suck her clit, laving it with my tongue, the little nub swollen, as I finger her in time with each stroke. “No, please. No. Christian.”
This time, I stop and raise my head.
The violence in her eyes makes my cock so fucking hard I might come in my pants.
“I didn’t say it, you asshole. You bastard. Fuck. I hate you. Please, please, Christian.”
Laughing against her sweet and glorious pussy I go back to town, licking and sucking and fucking her harder until she shatters.
Her orgasm rips through her, and she clenches down on my fingers, her pussy so fucking tight in its convulsions. She’s rubbing and pushing into my face, riding the wave, her moans turning into cries, and then she tenses and goes almost boneless. I lick her, making her moan and try and pull away.
I’d love to push her past that too-sensitive moment. But I don’t. I have one barrier down, so many more to go.
Rising, take her mouth in a deep and hungry kiss and she’s flowing into me, all hot softness and she kisses me back.
A man could fucking come from that kiss.
But I turn us, pulling her into me, wrapping her around me, her nakedness erotic against my clothes. That’s all going to be explored another day. There will definitely be other days. A lot of them. A taste of her leads to more hunger. More itches, and more avenues to explore.
“Get on the bed, Mia. Spread your legs for me.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s the idea.”
She hesitates. She wants to say no. To say stop. But she doesn’t want to use the word, banana. I can see that. It’s easy to say the others. But the one I gave her? She knows I’ll walk away and she wants this as much as I do.
Even if she’s fighting herself about admitting it.
“On. The. Fucking. Bed.”
