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My temper surged at that—not at her, but at what had been done to her.
“I will never hurt you. Ever,” I murmured, keeping my tone light, hiding my anger at the world from her.
Her throat bobbed as I gently circled her slit and began to thrust a finger into her.
The way she clamped down around me was not a good sign.
Needing to change my plans, I kept the finger there, not moving, as I ordered, “Lower your thighs to the bed for me, Star.”
She did, letting them fall on either side of me as I bowed my head and started to flutter my tongue around her clit.
Her husky groan was music to my ears, and how her hands immediately fisted around the sheets was a sight for sore eyes.
I flicked my tongue back and forth, sucking on her clit, shaping it with the tip, caressing and teasing, giving her what I thought she needed, and using her pussy as a gauge.
With every moan of pleasure, the intensity of the vice around my finger decreased. Instead, her inner muscles began to pulse around it.
Gently, I began to thrust.
Gently, I began to explore.
All the while, my mouth was busy distracting her.
Her hips started to cant into me, pushing her pussy into my face, proving that she was enjoying the act even if I could feel her tension as the need to come resurfaced.
With my teeth, I nipped her clit. “Tell me how you feel.”
“L-Like it’s there, within touching distance. I can almost see it. I know how good it will be, but when I try to reach for it,” she whimpered, “it slips away.” Her sharp cry had me returning to suckling her clit, doubling down on the move until she was writhing against me.
I sensed the shift in her when she tensed again, and I nipped her clit between my lips then retreated to ask, “Why are you struggling today, baby?”
She ground her ass into the sheets. “Because I want you inside me.”
Ah.
“You might not be ready for it yet,” I said simply, which had her head flying upright so she could properly aim her glower at me.
“I’m ready,” she growled. “I decide, not my body.”
My lips almost twitched, but I put them to better use and returned to her clit.
“Fuck,” she keened, her body arching against the sheets.
Finger retreating from her slit, I gently circled it with two digits, and as I sucked hard on the small nub, I thrust both into her. She gasped but didn’t lock up as much this time.
Keeping the motions nonaggressive, I worked her back toward an orgasm, taking note when she stiffened, when her moans turned frustrated, and adjusting my behavior as a result.
“Conor,” she whimpered, sounding more exhausted than ever.
“Yes, baby,” I replied even though it hadn’t been a question.
Her frustration and fatigue got to me like nothing else could.
Instead of waiting for a reply, I switched moves, and this time, I gave her my weight, settling atop her, sliding my arms beneath her shoulders and holding her close to me.
Her arms came around my neck and her legs cupped my hips, her feet settling against my ass—the toes burrowing in, not her heels.
It was more of an embrace than anything else, and she relaxed into it enough that when she squirmed, it put her cunt and my cock on the path of direct collision.
