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Only not with this fabric in my way. I need her cunt bare. She gasps when I yank them down hard, rough, scraping my nails along her tender flesh as I do. I notice she kicks off her flats, allowing me to strip her down before I place her feet on my shoulders and sink between her soft thighs, plundering her slick, swollen pussy.
“Oh, my god!” Her words echo around me. Using my shoulders for leverage, she grinds against my face before making the mistake of reaching for me again. Without lifting my head, I take her wrists and press them against the table, one on either side of her. All the while, my tongue moves, her juices coating it, her musky sweetness playing games with my very soul. Pulling me in, promising oblivion if only I agree to lose myself in her. It’s a deal with the devil, a deal I’m willing to make, more willing with every sweep of my tongue through her hot, wet folds.
“Yes, Luka, yes,” she whispers. A look at her from across the length of her body reveals what might be the most erotic sight I’ve ever witnessed: her head rolling from side to side, hair fanned out around it in a halo, tits heaving with every ragged breath while she undulates like a wave, moaning her pleasure into the void.
I let out a growl of approval, my tongue slipping into her pussy. I tongue-fuck her, deep, loving how she squirms against me, her pussy clenching, trying to suck me deeper inside. I release her wrists in favor of taking her tits in my hands, pulling the bra cups down, and exposing them before toying with her nipples. I pinch and twist them, wishing I could taste them but knowing I’ll get to that sooner or later.
It’s building, her orgasm, her body tightening, coiling, the tension enough to force wordless screams from behind her clenched teeth. I give her cunt a break and focus on her clit, giving it quick, short flicks. Her juices coat my face, and I can feel them dripping down my chin. Fuck, being this turned on should be illegal. I continue my assault on her little clit, and a moment later, her hips shoot up, and a guttural moan announces her release, and fuck, I wish my cock was inside of her right now, feeling the tight clenches and muscle spasms. I’m close to coming right now, simply from thinking about it.
I decide then that she’ll never come for another man. Only for me from this night forward. I know it with every sweep of my tongue, with every one of her moans—they grow quieter, softer, and I lift my head only when her legs fall to the sides, still trembling.
Her arousal and the sounds she’s making have pushed me to my limits. Precum leaks from the tip of my cock, soaking my boxers. Noelle opens her eyes to find me pulling off my sweater, then opening my belt. She makes the mistake of reaching for me and pulls back a moment too late. “
You’ll pay for that,” I warn, freeing myself from the prison of my dampened boxers.
“I’ll warn you now, sweetheart. I’m going to fuck you hard. You’ll feel me for days, and that’s what I want you to remember. This moment, the moment my cock enters you, and I fuck you so good you’ll never be able to come for another man.”
Her lips part, a response hanging on the tip of her tongue, but I don’t give her a chance to spit it out. Taking my cock into my hand, I stroke myself a couple of times, my thick shaft leaking cum from the tip, and I know if I don’t get inside her soon, I’ll lose my fucking mind. I close my hand around her throat once more, holding her down while I drag my swollen, dripping head through her slit.
Fuck, so soft, so fucking perfect. An angel lighting up the darkness. With a single roll of my hips, I’m inside her, where it’s so tight and hot and wet I nearly come from the sensation itself.
“You’re fucking heaven!” I groan, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. Her muscles still ripple from the aftershocks of her orgasm, drawing me deeper, her greedy pussy threatening to milk me dry. I blink my eyes open, and my grip on her throat tightens. Her blue eyes bulge, both hands now gripping my forearm in a vain attempt to push me away.
No can do, sweetheart. It’s time for you to see me, the real me.
“Now, little Noelle,” I growl between hard, deep strokes. My cock weeping with despair as he sinks deeper inside of her. “You said you wanted to know me? Now you do.” Fuck, she’s tight, so tight I can barely hold on.
But I have to because the sight of her slowly drifting away due to lack of oxygen is intoxicating. There’s nothing in life like the feeling of control, of knowing I hold this woman’s existence in my hand. Just when her eyelids begin to flutter, I let up, allowing her to draw a breath before tightening again. It’s a knife blade’s edge, balancing between life and death. Too much pressure and she’s passing out, not enough, and I don’t get the effect I want.
“Aren’t you glad you pushed me so hard? Is this what you wanted?” She can’t answer. She can only claw at my arm while at the same time drawing me deeper. Her sleek legs lock behind my lower back, her heels digging into my ass. It’s that tiny gesture that leaves me grinding my teeth, fighting now to hold on until she comes again. Until I push her to the brink, and she starts to panic.
I look down to watch as I disappear and reemerge, my shaft coated in her juices, slick and shining. The table jolts each time our bodies crash together, faster and harder. My hand tightens, cutting off her air supply, and her already tight channel clenches around me even as her eyelids flutter again and a rattling noise stirs in her chest.
I ease up, giving her a chance to breathe before tightening more than ever. “You ready to come for me before I split you in two with my cock?” She closes her eyes, and a single, ragged moan escapes her parted lips before she goes still, gripping me tight enough that I see stars before flooding me in a fresh wave of warm wetness. On and on it goes, her body spasming, her linked legs holding me in place so I feel every ripple.
I can’t hold on any longer. Not when the sight, sound, and feel of her coming undone under me have my balls aching for release.
I let go while still inside her, filling her with my cum while groaning her name. “Yes, Noelle … fuck, yes…” Once the last of it is released, and I’m beginning to soften, I pull out of her spasming tunnel with a satisfied sigh.
Her pussy was beautiful before, but now? With my cum beginning to slip out, it’s magnificent? Before it can drip out onto the floor and become useless, I catch it, pushing it back inside.
It happens before I have the conscious thought to do it, and I’m not sure why. She’s already mine—I’ve known it all along, but now that I’ve claimed her, it’s a fact. Still, I can’t shake the impulse to prove to the world she belongs to me. What better way than to get her pregnant?
As if she hears my conflicted thoughts, she murmurs, “It’s okay. I would’ve stopped you if I didn’t think it was safe.”
“Meaning?”
“I’m on birth control.”
Shit. So much for that idea, but birth control can be stopped. It’s only a matter of time. This woman is mine, now and always.
And I’m not finished with her yet.
Despite the wrecked kitchen, I scoop her up from the table and hold her against my chest. She’s still catching her breath, moaning softly as she curls up with her head tucked beneath my chin.
“What are you doing?” I can barely hear her whispered question as I carry her through the living room and up the stairs.
“Taking you to bed. I’m not even close to being done with you.”
