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“Fuck. Please stop,” he groaned, his head falling back against her pillow. Mickey grinned to herself. Watching him ache for her touch made her more desirous and needy, her hips often twitching and shifting to sate the need for friction.

“Someone can’t even handle alittlebit of teasing? Are you that thrilled to fuck me?” she asked, her voice wispy. She fully wrapped her hand around his cock, starting to pump all the way from base to tip with a smooth rhythm. The sweet groan that fell from Strap’s lips had her biting her bottom lip.

His hips moved with her hand, and her body rolled with it. She rose onto her knees, then bent over toreallytease him. She released his cock, much to Strap’s protest, but replaced her hand with her mouth. She licked a fat stripe up the underside of his shaft. Her tongue trailed saliva over his tip, which ripped a groan out of his throat.

“God, that tongueisgood for more than just talking shit.” He lifted his one forearm over his head, and Mickey noted his clenched fist as he tried to control himself from her licking him. She wanted more. Her clit twitched every time he spoke. Every little noise he made edged her closer to jumping on and riding him. But not yet.

She wrapped her lips around his head and started sucking. Almost immediately, his free hand came down and twirled itself in her hair, almost guiding her to take him deeper. She let him lead, loving the way his fingers pulled on her hair before pushing her back down.

“Fuck, that’s a good, baby. Take all of me,” he cooed, and Mickey’s pussy fluttered at his praise. She snaked a hand down and into her pants to sate the ache in her pussy. She rubbed herself in time with her movements, but it wasn’t enough.

Stretching her arm farther, Mickey slid two fingers into her twitching entrance. She couldn’t stop the moan rising out of her chest and vibrating her lips around Strap’s cock. His groan in appreciation made her walls spasm around her fingers. She couldn’t help but want to replace the feeling with his cock, knowing it would stretch her out so much better.

Eventually, his cock spasmed more and more frequently in her throat, and then suddenly, Strap pulled her head off of him.

“Let’s not rush this. I want to see you ride me before I come for you,” he murmured, lifting her body to meet him for a deep kiss. Pulling her fingers out of herself, Mickey was quick to strip off her pants and absolutely soaked panties, straddling Strap’s hips. She pushed on his chest to lay him back, and he obliged. With a quick adjustment of his cock, she was positioned to sink down on its length.

“You’re so sexy, baby,” Strap whispered, his hands ghosting over her breasts, stopping to grip and massage them for a second. They traveled around her back, and when Mickey sank down on his cock, they landed on her hips, both of them moaning with pleasure.

Strap wasbig.His body was the perfect indication of just how big he would feel inside her. He pressed against her cervix, and wiggling her hips slightly, she bottomed out on his lap to fit him comfortably.

After a moment, she closed her eyes and lifted herself off him. With a grunt of approval from Strap, she slowly bounced on his cock, making long, steady strokes. She wanted to feel every inch of his cock inside her, pressing against her walls, stretching her.

Mickey steadily picked up speed, her moans increasing. Strap’s hands lifted and dropped her, and she let him take over the pace. He raised his hips to meet her thrusts before she leaned over to kiss him.

With her laying on his chest, he was free to pound into her as hard as he wanted, and he took every advantage. She became a moaning mess on top of him, and in one swift movement, he rolled them over to drill into her.

He hooked her ankles over his shoulders. When he bent over to kiss her, Mickey felt folded like a lawn chair. No one had ever fucked her so thoroughly, rubbing against all the right spots and hitting her so deeply.

It took four steady thrusts right to her G-spot to make her scream out her orgasm, and his hips stuttered as she came around his cock. With one last deep thrust, Strap pulled out of her, his come shooting out over her stomach.

It was erotic to watch his hips twitch in his hands, releasing onto her. His eyes never left hers, and she wondered what it would feel like to have him come deep inside her. With one last groan, he carefully leaned over and kissed her before lifting up off the bed to find a towel. Mickey could only lay back in bed, her legs feeling absolutely tingly.

ELEVEN

STRAP

He woke with the sun blinding him. He winced and rolled over and found Mickey still fast asleep. He stared at her for a second, watching her chest rise and fall in an even rhythm. He smiled at her.

I could watch her all day.

He had just moved the hair from her face when his phone rang. He pulled away, rushing into the other room and ripping it from his bag. He answered it, tiptoeing back to the bedroom and glancing through the door.

He looked at Mickey, seeing she had rolled over, but she was still sleeping. He sighed, relieved. He didn't want to wake her.

"Hey." Nydia's voice came through the phone. "Are you there?"

He walked out onto the terrace, shutting the door behind him. He sighed and turned to the view of the bustling city. "Yes, Nydia, I'm here. Great idea, by the way. Let's call at the ass crack of the morning," he grumbled at her sarcastically.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is the shifter in need of some beauty sleep?"

He growled, irritated, and pinched his nose. "What is it?"

"You didn't call me back last night like you said you were going to, and I want to know why."

He frowned. How was he going to answer that question? He couldn't tell her the truth. And he certainly wasn't going to say he was busy.

He swallowed, his mind swirling with solutions he couldn't use.

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