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“No worries. I’m a volunteer firefighter. I know how to use a fire extinguisher.”
I blinked, blankly.
I know he just didn’t tell me to behave like I was some errant, ill-tempered child. Ready to knee his balls hard, his mouth roughly claimed mine again, as he sucked the very air from my lungs. This kiss surged farther, deeper, than anything I ever experienced, and apparently my body was ready to wave the white flag of surrender.
Traitorous bitch!
I dared not move as his fingers traced the neckline of my shirt, barely brushing the top of my cleavage. I shuddered and threw my head back. Every part of my body, it seemed, was extra sensitized. I held my breath as his fingers slowed, reaching the crevice at the center of my chest. Licking his lips, he ran his finger between my breast then down to the hem of my shirt. Stroking the bare skin of my stomach, he lightly kissed my bellybutton before gathering my shirt and pulling it up and over my head. All that remained was my white bra with lace edging.
He growled, sending my nerves into overdrive.
Raising himself up on his left arm, he trailed his right fingertip down from my shoulder, over the lace, and then cupped my satin-clad breast in his hand. His thumb started slowly circling the lace over my nipple as it hardened instantly under his ministrations.
I gasped, arching my back, pressing myself against his hand. Bastard took that opportunity to lean down and suckle my nipple through my bra, pulling strongly. I was so shocked, so aroused, that I let out a tiny scream. My hands flew up and cradled his head against my chest, my fingers threading through his soft, silky hair. He lifted his head enough to switch breasts, moving his hand to continue to torment the nipple he had just released, teasing and stroking it through the wet fabric. After working the second one similarly, making me writhe under him, he raised his head slightly and blew gently on my sensitized skin.
I shuddered.
Without asking, he deftly undid the clasp in the shadow between my breasts, then gently slid the straps off my shoulders. He slid his fingers under the edges of the cups, caressing me as he released my breast from their confines. My torso was naked as he stared in heated wonder at my tits.
My body betrayed me, trembling as it voluntarily offered itself up on a platter to him. He surged forward, fell upon my breast, and feasted, nuzzling and licking and nipping, then suckling deep and hard, as if he was trying to pull my entire breast into his mouth. He switched back and forth, making sure he stroked and cupped and tickled each peak when his mouth was on the other. My groans grew louder as I squirmed almost continually underneath him.
He gave one last sharp suck to my right nipple, then worked his way to the center of my chest and began to kiss and lick his way down my taut belly. He swirled his tongue in my navel, and I giggled.
That brought me up short.
I was actually enjoying this shit.
What the fuck!
He paused for a second before resuming his determined progress southward. My heart raced in my chest. Was I really going to let him do this shit to me? Was I just going to roll over and let him take whatever he wanted?
When King slid his fingers under the waistbands of my leather pants, then quickly without asking, systematically removing them and my panties, I swore I almost saw stars. Then, before I could blink, he slid his hands down and backward, cupping my ass as he distracted me with more sweet kisses down my abdomen until he licked…
Good Lord!
YEP… he could do whatever the fuck he wanted with me!
He licked his way down across my shaved pussy as he bent both my legs, spreading them wide, trailing kisses along the inside of my leg, stroking upward until his right hand cupped my aching pussy.
Holy fuck, what was he doing to me? I shivered involuntarily, arching my back, pushing my pussy against him. He turned his head and began to kiss and lick his way up my right leg, causing me to moan and clutch the blankets with my fingers.
As he moved towards my knee, he stroked my pussy, gradually parting my outer folds, his fingers coated with my juices. No matter how many doubts I had, my body betrayed me. I was dripping wet, gasping and writhing in reaction to his caresses.
I was his.
He gently nipped the skin of my thigh, slowly pushing his finger inside me. I arched my back and moaned low at the back of my throat, my hips unconsciously grinding against him in rhythm with his strokes. He trailed his tongue downward, closer, until his mouth closed over my exposed clit. Then something I never expected happened. The second he sucked my clit deeply, stroking it with his tongue, as he inserted a second finger into my hot, wet, incredibly tight passage, something ignited deep inside me. Flames burst forth as he stoked a fire I didn’t know I had. A low scream built deep in my chest. My heart raced toward the fire, desperate to touch the flames.
I froze, but he continued, flicking me with his tongue as he set a steady pace with his fingers, and soon I pushed my hips against his hand and mouth. Encouraged, he picked up the pace, sucking and licking and stroking. He had been holding my leg over his shoulder with his left hand, but now he used it to caress his way up my side to my breast. Lost to the sensation now, my breath coming in sexy little gasps, my head tossing so my hair spread across my face and onto the bed.
I was so close to a precipice. The tension in my belly was unbearable, thrumming in time with his strokes. I didn’t know what I needed, but I felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t get it soon. I felt entirely controlled by him. Like a marionette, he knew what strings to pull to get me to dance for him. Then, shockingly, he stopped. His fingers thrust deep into me. His other hand firm on my throbbing nipple, his mouth pulled strongly on my clit, and my world exploded.
I felt a tiny, high mew come from the back of my throat as my whole body spasmed, my pussy clenched around his hand as I ground my hips against his mouth. Every cell in my body pulsed to the beat of a drum, and I went rigid before collapsing against the blankets, panting softly as my insides convulsed rhythmically. I never saw him stand and remove his clothes, but one minute I was flying as high as the sky would allow me. The next, I felt his face mere inches from me as he kissed my face gently. He gently took my right hand and wrapped it around his erect cock.
I gasped at its heat. How it could be velvety-soft and completely rigid at the same time? My hand fluttered around it, causing it to jump involuntarily, and I gasped when I finally looked at it.
It was so big.
“What are you going to do with that?” I swallowed.
