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I grabbed her hips and hoisted her into my arms, wrapping her legs around me and carrying her to my bed. I had imagined her here a hundred times and yet, seeing her in it was so far beyond what I could have imagined that I was boggled. I watched as she stripped off her sweater, tossing it aside.

Haley looked up at me with those flushed cheeks I so adored and cupped one of her own breasts, still restrained by her bra.

I climbed on top of her, kissing every inch of bare skin I could get my lips on, taking off her jeans in three small movements and licking the insides of her thighs like they were fucking candy.

I could smell her wetness as I subconsciously began to grind my still-clothed cock into the bed, feral with need. I took the opportunity to press my face into her slowly wetter and wetter panties and breathed her in deep, needing to inhale her pussy like it was oxygen.

There was nothing I wanted more than to bury my face within her dripping folds, but I knew I needed to be patient. We could only consummate this attraction for the first time once, and I wanted to make it so, agonizingly slow.

I shifted to undo my pants and stripped them away, underwear and all. My pulsing cock sprang forth and Haley audibly gasped as she saw it, reaching down to touch it with her fingertips.

“Damn… I could feel how big you were through your sweats, but…” She trailed off and her body gave a tiny thrust upward, her need obvious in the way she moved.

I huffed a sigh that was a product of the anguish I felt with having to restrain myself, but leaned into her neck and placed a kiss on it as my hands went to the clasp on her bra. “I’m sure we will find a way to get it inside you,” I crooned. “You seem like you like a challenge.”

“You have no idea,” she said, pulling my lips back to hers to devour them as I pulled away the bra, leaving her chest bare beneath me, heaving with every breath.

I gently sucked on her tongue until she whimpered and then my face went once again to those magnificent nipples. They were dark, flushed with the blood that engorged them and I needed to feel them against my tongue.

“I’m fucking obsessed with your nipples,” I groaned. “I could sit here like this for an hour and still feel like it wasn’t long enough.”

She gasped and grabbed my hair, holding me tightly against her. “Well, you’d be more than welcome to, but I think there are other parts of me that have been dying to feel you.”

Once again, I could feel her fingertips graze the head of my cock and I thrust against her hand. Trying not to just take her at my will was one of the most difficult things I’d ever done, and I still wasn’t sure I’d succeed.

But at the risk of coming off as a two-pump chump, I would prevail.

My hands drifted south, grabbing her lacy white thong and gripping it firmly. I pulled it tight in my hand and slightly upward, knowing that the lace would create a sensation against her clit. She squirmed beneath me and it made me even more determined to draw out every moment.

“Fuck,” she moaned. “Please… I need to feel you…”

“You will get me, in time. Believe me, by the time I’m inside you, there is nothing else in the world you’ll be able to think about.”

I gave a sharp tug and ripped the fabric from her body, pulling her hips upward as I did. She didn’t protest, she simply moaned at the feeling of the jolt and spread her thighs for me.

“Good girl,” I said against the skin of her hips. “You know just what you want, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she gasped, writhing beneath me, pushing her hips upward toward my mouth, increasing the contact there. “Yes, please… please touch me. I need you to.”

She didn’t have to ask me twice as I plunged a pair of fingers deep inside her, sliding in as easily as if the crevice had been made to accommodate them. The slick of her wetness was a perfect lubricant for her to take them, and it was mere moments before I gave her a third.

“I want you to be ready for me,” I said, my mouth returning to her breasts. “I want you to be ready to be stretched to your limits.”

“God, yes…” she moaned, thrusting against my fingers as her hands held my head against her chest once more. “Fuck, that feels…” She gave a shuddering gasp, then began to moan as she clenched around my fingers.

“Come for me now, Haley. I need to feel it before I can give you more. I need to know that you can’t take it any longer.” She did exactly as she was told and I felt a pulse and a drip from the tip of my cock as she screamed. “Good,” I said. “But I think you can do better. Why don’t we try that a couple more times?”

Chapter Twenty-One

Haley

Holy fucking shit, James was good with his fingers.

I felt waves of pleasure crashing over me from the moment he touched me, and when he curled his fingers inside me, rubbing against the sweet spot inside, I saw stars. He knew exactly how to touch, stroke, and press to elicit a perfect orgasm.

And I wanted to return the favor.

As I was on my come down, he lifted his head from my chest, where he’d been using his tongue to toy with my nipple.

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