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“You’re wearing the same skirt as in your picture,” he remarks when he notices my outfit, coming closer to me. He’s standing right in front of me, his fingers stroking up and down the side of my right leg until it reaches the hem of my skirt. I shiver as he’s touching my bare leg. “Did you wear this just for me?”
“Yeah, I did,” I flirt back, even though that’s not even close to being true. “Do you like it?”
Donnie snickers. “I love it. We should take some more pics of you in it. I can promote you on my feed again if you want.”
“Yeah?” I ask. “You’d do that?”
The look he gives me is heated, and the grip on my legs tightens. He slides his hands up to my waist, and then he cups my breasts through my shirt. Donnie drags a thumb over one hardening nipple, and I gasp.
“Of course, I would,” he mutters with a heavy breath, his voice practically a growl by this point. “We’ll set it up later. I want you first, sweetheart. Is that alright?”
I nod, then I lead him into my bedroom and lie down on top of the covers. He’s just standing there for a moment looking at me, absentmindedly rubbing his bulge through his jeans.
“Well?” I ask. “Are you going to come over to me, or just stand there?”
“In a minute. Take off your clothes first,” he says, his voice low.
I do. First my top, then I shimmy out of my skirt. Donnie unbuttons his jeans, and I see all of him. He’s not even wearing any boxers! I get out of my panties, lying there naked before him. Donnie moans deep in his throat as he’s looking at me, stroking himself.
In a second, he strips, getting out of the rest of his clothes in record speed. Hedoeslook pretty good naked. If it weren’t for the smug look on his face, telling me that he’s well aware of the fact that he looks good naked, then he might even be hot.
Donnie crawls on top of me, takes one nipple into his mouth, and sucks on it hard. I hiss; it’s a weird mix of pleasure and pain, and I’m not sure if I like that. He moves on and kisses his way down my stomach, and then he licks and bites on my inner thighs. My breathing picks up as he starts touching me, teasing my most sensitive spot with slow strokes of his fingers.
“You ready, sweetheart?”
I nod, not quite finding my voice in the moment. Donnie leans in, and I moan as he puts his mouth on me. He pushes a finger inside as he licks and sucks, and I raise my hips to meet his touch. Donnie adds another finger and picks up his pace. Within the next minute, he’s pretty much jackhammering me down there. I place a hand in his hair, and his eyes meet mine.
“Slow down,” I tell him, my voice coming out husky and hoarse.
“Women always love it when I go fast,” he whispers, then returns to licking me the same as before. I frown.
“Donnie, slow down.”
He sighs. “Fine.” Then he winks at me. “Someone’s bossy. I like it.”
Bossy? For telling him to go slow? He really is an ass. But at least he’s returned to a pace that actually feels good, so I lie back down and close my eyes. Might as well get an orgasm out of this.
He picks up the pace again, and after a few more licks, he stops altogether. “Did you cum?”
Did he just ask me if I came? “I think you’d notice if I did,” I respond sarcastically.
“My jaw is getting tired,” he whines. “I’ll make you cum later though, promise. I just really need to be inside you. I’m going crazy over here.”
Might as well just get to it. I wanted to have sex, so I’m going to have sex. I can get myself off later if I have to. “There are condoms in the nightstand drawer.”
He reaches over and opens the small drawer. He rips open a packet and rolls the condom over his hard length, hissing as he drags a hand up and down his erection a few times. Why do I get the feeling that this is going to be over quickly?
Donnie settles between my legs, and I feel him at my entrance. I relax as he pushes inside, and it takes a moment for me to adjust to his size. Donnie groans, his whole body tensing up as he’s buried inside of me. For a moment, I’m afraid he’s cum already, disappointment rushing through my body. But then he starts to move, hips rolling, hitting my most sensitive spot as he thrusts in and out.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he pants. “So ready for me. So tight.”
His eyes are clamped shut, and it’s almost like he’s talking to himself rather than talking to me. I don’t care. I arch up to meet his thrusts, and that seems to set him off. Donnie moves faster, groaning loudly every time he pushes into me. His face is all red, and there’s a vein popping out on the side of his neck.
I reach between us and touch myself. If I want to find release, I’m going to have to do it myself. He does feel good inside me, but it’s not enough. He goes even faster, and I gasp as I get into the perfect rhythm with my fingers. I fall over the edge soon enough, crying out and bucking up as my orgasm explodes in my body.
Donnie curses loudly and hammers into me, and then his whole body stiffens. His jaw is slack as he ejaculates, a desperate sound escaping his lips before he collapses on top of me. He’s heavy, but I wrap my legs around him anyway, needing the closeness as I come down from my orgasm.
“That was so good,” he mutters, voice low. “You felt so good, sweetheart.”
