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Tonight I’ll make her beg. I’ll pleasure her to within an inch of her life, and she’ll love every minute of it.
Electric heat explodes in my core, and I’m coming into her mouth. While she’s still sputtering on my load, I lift her into a searing kiss. I taste myself on her tongue, and I know I won’t have any trouble getting hard again. I’m always hard for her. I’ll always be hard for her. Mychér.
I dry us both off and we share a mirror as we brush our teeth. As she works that toothbrush, her right breast does an energetic, mesmerizing dance. I love how she’s not shy around me anymore. She came into our lives less than a month ago, and in that time, she’s grown so much. She gave us her trust, and we gave her the love and security she desperately needed.
“I’m so proud of you,” I tell her as I rinse my toothbrush and set it on the counter.
Her eyes go soft on me. Wordlessly, she reaches up and winds her arms around my neck. I bend to help her, and when I lift her up, she wraps her legs around me too.
Both of us naked, I lower her to the bed and turn out the bedside lamp. A small nightlight from the bathroom is all I have to see her by, but I don’t need my eyes to appreciate what I’ve got beside me. My hands know every inch of her. As she lies back on homey quilts, I relearn the territory I’ve already mapped.
Her skin is cool and clean, soft, and sleek as silk. Every square inch of her is mine for the taking. And I do take.
I pet. I nuzzle. I kiss. I lick. I even mark her with love bites while she gazes down her body at me with hooded eyes. I’m wrapped up in her sweet compliance and the vanilla scent of her that refuses to be drowned out by the manly shower soap the soldiers provided us.
I’m at the foot of the bed on my hands and knees, and I worship the daintiest, prettiest feet I’ve ever seen. Their arches are the perfect shape for my cheek to nuzzle, and her toes are perfect for sucking. One by one, I pamper them until all ten have been attended to.
Cora begins moaning as I treat her feet to massaging and kissing, and those moans only increase as I work my way up her gorgeous legs. There’s slight stubble.
“I should have shaved you in the shower.” I smile against her thigh and caress her calves. “I love shaving these legs.”
“Next time,” she breathes. “Come up here.” She curls her fist in my hair and tugs.
“When I’m ready.”
She huffs a frustrated groan.
After taking my time loving her thighs and hips, I settle in for a feast between her legs. And it. Is. Bliss.
Her puffy lips are my solace after a day of hard training and planning. Her small, hard clit is my taste of Heaven’s pearly gates. Her silky slickness is my ambrosia.
Cora’s breaths and moans are a symphony of pleasure and frustration. Pleasure because I know just how to lick to make her feel oh so good. Frustration because I also know how to back off when she’s close. She’s not coming until I’m in her. And I won’t enter her until she’s weeping for my cock.
“Doc, please,” she says. But her fist in my hair doesn’t convey, “Please.” That insistent grip is shouting, “Now!”
Chuckling, I rise up over her, but I don’t settle into the position she’s hoping for. Instead, I shift my attention to her perfect-handful breasts. Holding myself on all fours, I dip my head and lap at first one nipple then the other. I nuzzle her pale mounds. I squeeze them. I mark them with love bites. I suck her nipples deep into my mouth. I tease at them with my tongue in flicking motions that make her head thrash back and forth.
“You’re killing me,” she says, and she reaches for my cock.
I should deny her, but I don’t have the willpower.
She strokes me none too gently. Then she’s tugging, like she’s desperate to stuff my meat inside her, with or without my cooperation.
“You want this dick,chér? You want it in you?”
“Yes!” Her voice is practically feral.
I chuckle and move my mouth over hers. Her lips and tongue are cool. Mine must feel warm to her. They’ve been working hard, after all.
“This dick, right here?” I thrust into her hand.
Her response is a growl and a firm rub of her thumb over my leaking tip. A zing of pleasure at her touch is the final straw for me. I can’t drag this out anymore. I need her as badly as she needs me. No.Morethan she needs me.
I will always need her more than she needs me, and that’s just fine. She’s got seven of us to take care of her. I’m including Jud in that, because failing to get him back is not an option.
This time, when Cora pulls me forward by my dick, I go along. She lines me up with her entrance and raises her hips, trying to take me.
But I want to savor this. Rushing my first time with Cora would be a sin.
