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Irina’s the sexiestwoman I’ve ever seen. Despite owning the sweet, heart-shaped face of a librarian, Irina rocks a stripper’s body under her simple jeans and T-shirt. My hands soak in the soft skin on her curvy hips and ass before cupping her full tits.
“I’ve missed you,” I murmur when my lips break free of hers. “I’ve missed every damn thing about you.”
Irina smiles in the bright way she saves for when focused on me.
My life hasn’t felt complete in a long time. Though I have my friends and money, something’s been missing. When Irina smiles at me, I feel like the man I ought to be.
“I’m keeping you,” I announce as my hands grip her hips and her fingers slide into my hair.
“I’m keeping you, too, then.”
Grinning, I nuzzle her soft tits. She smells sweet like strawberries and cream. I think of how her pussy tastes. The way her flesh turns hot and wet for me. How her voice sounds when her orgasm builds. She’s never been fucked well before me. I knew that fact before her words tonight confirmed it.
“Eagle,” Irina whimpers when my lips claim her nipple.
Her thighs tighten around me as I suck on her flesh. My tongue circles her nipple. My thumb brushes across the other one. I don’t let up until both nipples are rock hard against my touch.
I lift my gaze to see her writhing with pleasure and wanting more. I used to dig how chicks thought I was a good fuck. That was something to brag about. A lot of men are shitty lays. They stop caring once they gain entry.
A good fuck isn’t enough. I don’t want Irina to only see me as the guy who gets her off. I need her to want everything from me like I do from her.
Irina’s gaze finds me watching her. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. She’s horny as hell, but I see warmth in her eyes.I’m important.That’s why she shared about her dead boy and the baby she lost.
No way did the assholes she hooked up with years ago know her secrets. She probably hasn’t told that story to anyone in her life except for Fiona.
Despite what we’ve shared tonight, I fear giving in to my dick’s desire. I feel like we should talk more and prove what we share isn’t just lust.
Yet, just as I worried would happen, once the heat sparks between us, I can’t think of anything besides exploring her curves.
“Your tits are creamy white,” I murmur as I nip at the soft skin under her right tit.
Scratching my back in a way that makes my balls throb, Irina says, “It’s the lack of sunlight.”
“You’re going to make me shoot my wad too early.”
“That’s okay. I have until three thirty to get wads shot into me. Go ahead and waste that one.”
Despite her casual teasing, Irina watches me like I’m the only one who exists. Her adoration opens me up in a new way.
I’ve rarely been special to anyone. I never lead. I’m not the toughest or the smartest. I don’t run around naked like Walla Walla or say charming shit like Tomcat or have great tits like Goose. I’m not even weird like Hobo and Nomad. I just got lucky enough to be around when the Steel Berserkers Motorcycle Club was founded.
“Don’t be sad,” Irina says and reaches down to stroke my cock before her other hand explores her pussy. “I feel like I’m ready now. Just shoot your wad inside. Then, we’ll keep playing for another few hours. Whenever your dick is tired, we’ll ask each other questions. My favorite movie is ‘The Man with Two Brains.’ See how easy tonight can be?”
