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I can’t believe she let some lucky bastard pop her cherry, and he didn’t do a damn thing for her. She’s a teenage dream. The type of girl you fall in love with instantly. If I had been that friend, I would have done anything to get her off.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” I say.
“And you’re quite handsome.”
“Does it bother you that I’m older?”
“Not now. It would have, though. Does it bother you that I’m younger?”
“It makes me feel all kinds of dirty.”
She smirks. “You told me I’d think the filthier the better.”
“I promise you, I’m not wrong.”
I press my hands to hers, lacing our fingers, bringing them to either side of her face. I kiss her again, plunging my tongue deep into her mouth.
She moans against me, accepting my feral affection, begging for more.
I kiss her cheek, her ear, her jaw. I make my way down the tender column of her throat, all while trying to lose myself in the fantasy that this isn’t me about to fuck a girl I’m going to hand over to a very bad man.
Her nipples sit prominently on her small tits, like two tempting beacons I can hardly hope to deny myself. I lap them through the fabric, enjoying the way she squirms beneath me.
Her hands fight against mine, and when I free them, she grabs my head, arching her back to pull my face closer to her breasts.
The feeling of being desired by a woman is as overwhelming as it is foreign, for as much as I’d loved Carolyn, and I truly did, she never wanted me in this way.
I pull her shirt off and nuzzle the valley between her tits, placing soft, affectionate kisses on the peaks before making my way down over her stomach to her sopping wet panties.
The cot makes it hard to get into a good position, so I scoot off the back and pull her body towards me, so that her butt is at the edge. Being so close to her pussy makes me unbearably hard, but she wants to know what I was like with my wife, and as disappointing as I was to her, I never left her unsatisfied.
I spread her legs and am greeted with her thick, heady scent. Groaning with savage want, I study her perfection, marveling at the way her thin cotton panties cling to the cleft of her sex.
I almost tear them off, but then I remember her request, and I gently pull them down her thighs. Her legs tremble like a newborn fawn’s. I like that I have her so aroused. So out of her mind with lust.
“Sweetheart,” I rasp, choking the word out.
“Yeah,” Amber whimpers, growing impatient.
“Don’t you dare hold back. You take what you need from me. There ain’t no shame in it. Use me, fuck my face, pull my hair, tell me exactly what you want and I’ll rearrange the goddamn stars to make it perfect for you. I’m not the boy from high school that just wanted to get off. I’m a man, and the only care I have in this world right now is how loudly I can make you scream. Understood?”
Her leg hooks the back of my neck and she pulls me closer, grabbing my hair and directing me toward her glistening cunt.
“Then stop talking and get on with it.”
In all my life, I’ve never felt so besotted.
That’s because I’ve never met a woman like Amber, who’s coarse and bitter on the outside, but sweet like cotton candy at her center.
And I mean that last part as a double entendre. Not only does she taste delicious, but she’s a good little girl at heart. Wanting so badly to please and be pleased.
I inhale her scent, trying to imprint it onto my brain, but her squirms signal her impatience.
“You just love getting your pussy eaten, don’t you?” I say, kissing her slick inner thighs.
She grinds her hips against my face, urging me to continue. I lick straight up her seam to her pretty pink nub, which is plumped from her arousal. I love that she wants me so badly. That I’m the only man that’s ever made her pretty little body come.
I slip a finger inside her, pumping in rhythm with each swipe of my tongue. Her breathing picks up until she’s gasping. I could spend all fucking night eating her sweet pussy, but I am much too eager to watch her lose her damn mind.
