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My sex feels like it’s fluttering, like it’s singing out in the hungry need to be with him.

“I’m….”

“What?” I say when he trails off. “Is something wrong?”

He laughs in a disbelieving way, not at all mocking.

His warm breath caresses my naked pussy.

“No, I’m just so thankful I waited. Your pussy, your body, your wetness, the sweet sounds you were making as I kissed your legs…you were worth it, Della, all those years of anticipating and wondering if I’d find someone.”

I’m about to reply – though I don’t know what I’ll say – when he pushes his mouth against my soaked sore place.

I bite down, thinking I’ll scream otherwise.

I’ve never felt anything like this.

His mouth is hot, and then his tongue strokes up and down my clit, causing my lower body to vibrate as lust shimmers through me. I’m biting down so hard, attempting to stop the lust from erupting from me.

He snarls as though he’s taking pleasure from what he’s giving me. His hands squeeze into my ass, his fingers greedily burying into my fleshy mounds like he can’t get enough of me.

“You taste fucking perfect.” His voice is husky. “You taste like heaven. You taste likemine.”

“Yes,” I whimper, pushing the word past the tightness in my mouth.

He groans as he circles my sex with his finger.

“You feel like you’re getting ready for my dick. Like you’re ready to take every. Fucking. Inch. Not today, Della, but soon…soon you’ll take everything I have, right up inside your horny slit.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moan, and then I let out a long, warbling moan as he slides his finger into my sex.

My hand rises over my mouth, pressing down to trap the scream.

He circles his finger inside me as he licks my clit, lips, all over my pussy. It’s like he’s gone into a frenzy, obsessed with licking every part of me.

My hips join the flurry, as though my deep-rooted desire is causing them to buck, guiding me to chase the pleasure.

He pushes his finger even deeper, tickling a warm spot within, making me all warm and fluttery like there’s a big ball of euphoria getting ready to pop.

“I can feel how close you are. It’s like your body’s talking to me. Only me.”

“Only…you,” I moan.

And I know this has to be it. This can’t just be dirty talk or something people say when they get intimate.

He has to mean it, surely.

He has to wantusin the same sense I do.

My hips buck even quicker, the pressure ramping up, my belly swirling as though getting ready to carry his child.

He’s feasting on my pussy, making snarling noises like he can’t get enough of me.

That’s just as pleasurable as the physical sensations, the idea that he can’t stop, that nothing could stop him.

This is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, the whelming lust, the absolute explosion of it. I’m whimpering as I struggle to understand what’s happening, the pleasure expanding, the orgasm tickling, everything getting hotter and hotter, and….

“Oh. My. G-g-g….”

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