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“Then do it. Please.” She was done for.
Dusty let out a deep groan and sucked hard on her clit.
Pleasure rocked through her, and she gripped the bed sheets.
“Dusty,” she begged. She was perilously close to climax, and she was going to lose it if he teased her anymore.
He gave her clit a rest, and the cool air hit it. Her swollen pussy lips tingled at the momentary reprieve, but her pulse accelerated again when Dusty stroked his thumb over her other opening.
She jerked, and he chuckled.
“I suppose you’re not ready for that yet.” He kissed her hip. “But I have a feeling you’d love just about anything I did, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes.”
He continued finger fucking her until she was delirious with need.
She groaned loudly.
“Do you want my dick, pretty girl?”
“Yes. Fuck me. Please, Dusty.”
“I’ll always give you what you want, Asia. You just have to learn to ask for it.”
Dusty stood naked and hard behind her, and the anticipation of him sinking his dick into her again spurred a deep flutter in her belly.
“You’re so damn responsive.” He circled the head of his dick around the soaked opening of her pussy, and she squirmed, trying to urge him on.
“Are you going to fuck me? Because I really, really need to be fucked,” she pleaded.
He smacked her ass. “Such language, pretty girl. Yes, I’m going to fuck you.”
The force of his first thrust was powerful, and she dug her fingers into the mattress, moaning and pushing back. He fucked her with abandon, slapping her ass again. “Hold off.”
“Oh, please,” she begged. “I can’t.”
“Now.” He barely got the word out before she exploded, bucking and jerking.
It took only a few quick strokes before he was pulling out, his fist tight around his cock as he ejaculated onto her body. She felt the hot, creamy spurts hit the small of her back as he painted her skin with his cum.
It was erotic and dirty, and she loved it.
“So beautiful.” He admired his work. “I guess I need to clean you up now, pretty girl. Come on.” He eased her down and led her to the shower.
***
An hour later, over breakfast, they sat across from Stan, who studied their smiling faces.
The wind still howled outside, and the rain hadn’t let up yet.
“What are you two so happy about?” He grinned. “Hmm. Let me guess. Did somebody get lucky last night?”
Asia turned red and covered her face with her hand.
But Dusty hooked his arm around her neck and pulled her against him, kissing her forehead. “Very lucky indeed, bro.”
“Huh,” Stan grunted. “Well, if you want my two cents—”
