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She strokes her fingertips over my chest and down my stomach. Carefully, slowly, she pushes my T-shirt up to my ribs. “I spend every minute I’m near you looking at you as much as I dare. Secretly drinking you in. Praying that no one realizes I’m hungering for you.”
“Me?” I ask, stupidly. I had no idea.
“Of course you, Laz. Even when I hated you. On your wedding day, I couldn’t stop staring at you in that gray suit. I told myself that it was because I hated you so much and I kept reciting,What a dumb shirt he’s wearing. What a stupid pair of pants that hugs his ass. I hate the way the flowers in his boutonniere bring out his eyes.”
I noticed Mia looking at me, but I thought it was only because I was staring at her.
She pushes her hands all the way beneath my T-shirt, and I sit up a little so she can pull it off over my head. Then she sits astride me, brushing back my hair and circling my nipples with her fingertips.
I feel like her plaything. I love being her plaything.
“I was so scared to touch you at first,” she confesses. “I worried that once I had a taste for you, I wouldn’t be able to stop wanting you.”
“And?”
She lifts her beautiful brown eyes to mine. “Now I’m obsessed with you.”
I groan and pull her mouth down to mine.
Mia undoes her shorts and wriggles out of them, but I stop her when she reaches for her tee.
“Can we leave your T-shirt on?” I pull it up to expose her tits like I did just a few short weeks ago in my car. Not only is it cute, but it’s also really fucking hot. “Now come up here and sit on my face.”
I capture her thighs with my hands as she walks them up my body, a little bit shy but willing to go with it because she’s turned on. I lick her eagerly, and she gasps and settles over my face.
“What a good girl,” I murmur between licks, loving how she’s responding.
Mia clings to the headboard, half moaning, half laughing. “I feel like a princess.”
“You taste like one, too.” Soft, sweet, and delicious. I can’t get enough of licking her, and I love the little noises she makes as my tongue brushes over her clit. She makes them again and again, until I realize she’s moaning and writhing so hard that she’s going to come.
And then she does, squeezing my head with her thighs as she rocks back and forth on my face.
I sit up, taking her with me and dropping her gently onto her back. “We can stop here. I don’t care.”
“No, please,” she cries, gripping my shoulders and digging her nails in. “I need you.”
Mia reaches for my jeans and undoes them, pushing them down and off me, and we see something that surprises us both.
Her blood, smeared on my cock.
She runs her fingers down my shaft, as transfixed by the sight as I am. The evidence that I’m the only man who’s ever been inside her.
“Shit, Mia, that must have hurt. I’m sorry.”
She shakes her head, still gazing at me. “I don’t care anymore.”
I sink my teeth into my lip for a moment. “Maybe it’s messed up, but your blood on my dick is so sexy.”
I wish I could keep this little smear of red that proclaims she is mine, now and forever, but if I have to lose it, the best place is in her pussy.
“Please, Laz,” she breathes.
Oh, Jesus Christ. I will go crazy just from the sound of her needy little voice. She wraps her hand around my shaft and so do I, and together we guide it into her tight, slippery channel. She moans as the head of me slips into her, and then inch after inch of my length. I move as slowly and as carefully as possible, holding back like I haven’t done in years.
“Am I hurting you?” I ask through gritted teeth.
Mia sits up on her elbows and stares at herself. Stares at me driving into her with careful thrusts, edging my way deeper. Her pretty pussy is getting my shaft so wet.
