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“It’s so hard,” she whispers as she tends to it with her hand, her lips parting as I groan my appreciation.
She pulls her leg out from between mine, placing it on top of my thigh as she slides her other hand down to her pussy and tilts her hip, angling my cock in line with the hole. I don’t normally allow women to take control but there’s something so uncalculated about the way she’s exploring me that I can’t help but study what she’s going to do, as if a creature utterly alien to me.
As she shifts forwards, the swollen dome reaching the entrance to her pussy, she tilts a little, wincing as it pushes against the walls at her opening.
“Shit. I think I’ll end up in the emergency room if we go again this morning,” she mutters, making me smile.
I find her ear with my lips, pulling my hard cock back, not an easy feat considering that it wants nothing more than to ravage her insides again and fill her up with my cum.
“Seeing as I’m in a good mood and you apologized thoroughly,” I whisper, “I’ll give your pussy a few more hours to recover from what it went through last night.” She moans as I say the words. “And if it’s still not ready then, there are other holes we can explore.”
“Are there, now?”
Before I can respond, she begins to shift downwards, her head reaching my chest. I stop her instantly, knowing full well what she wants. I pry my hand beneath her armpit and pull her back.
“You were the one who mentioned other holes,” she explains.
“Open your eyes and look at me,” I order.
She complies, blinking a few times before she finds my face. Fuck, she’s delicious to behold. Her eyes are so earnest, her lips so plump, so insanely fuckable.
“I want to suck,” she whispers as I resist the urge to grab her by the hair and make her choke on my dick for the next hour.
But I can’t. She can’t take control of these matters. I need the control myself.
“That’s not how these things will be happening, Indigo. You’ll be blindfolded, handcuffed and on your knees the first time you get to suck on my cock,” I respond and her eyes gleam as her top teeth bite into that taunting bottom lip of hers, the one I wish to rest the head of my cock until I’m ready to allow her to suck. “Is that understood?”
She peers so deeply into me that I almost feel myself falling. “Don’t you want the release?” she asks, her fingers coiling around my cock and gently stroking it, something I allow out of sheer curiosity as to how greedy this girl is.
“I need to build up my self-restraint with you.”
“Why? Do you sense that failing?” she asks naughtily.
“Yes,” I growl and she inhales sharply. “Plus, if I fuck you all day long, it won’t be quite as good. I want us frustrated. I want you afraid, wondering when I’m going to pounce on you.” She moans as I tilt my head to brush her lips with mine. “I want you in a state of anticipation. Of fear. I want your pussy wet all day long, waiting for the moment I decide to have you.” I coil my fingers around her slim wrist and pull her hand off my dick despite my hunger for the release she can provide me. “It will make each time more…deviant…which is the way I intend to fuck you.”
Her cheeks flush pink as I watch her in silence but for the crackle of the charred wood behind the glass doors of the fireplace and the occasional caw of a crow nearby.
Her lips form a muted smile before she lets out a sigh, staring down at my neck, the light seeming to dim.
I slide my fingers onto the side of her face, tilting it up so that she has to look at me. “What is it?”
She studies me in silence so intently, as if trying to read me, quite a feat seeing as I don’t fully know who I am myself.
“I've been thinking,” she says earnestly.
“While you were asleep?” I smile.
“Let’s do the fuck buddies thing.” My body stiffens, my expression roughening at the words. “You use me to… get me out of your system, or whatever it is you wanted, and I use you as… body therapy.”
“I told you last night that that’s not what this is.”
“Well, that’s what I want it to be.”
She must discern my displeasure for her eyes grow timid for a second.
“I told you that’s off the table,” I growl.
“And I told you that I’m not willing to date someone who has a strong feeling he’s going to bail on the relationship because he’s toofucked in the head, or whatever. I don't want to get hurt by you… shutting down, or opening up and then turning back into a clam without warning.”
