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Oana’s a beauty from the moment she wakes up, sleepy-eyed, to when she falls asleep, all balled up in bed. No matter what she’s wearing, I find her intoxicating. Even if she porked up, got a bad haircut, and grew a chick mustache, I’d still love her like crazy.
But there’s no denying her new haircut acts as a boner stimulant. My dick springs to life at the sight of her feathered hair. She stares at me with big, worried eyes lined with black and accented by blue shadow. Her lips are colored a fire engine red.
“He’s going to pork you raw,” Tuesday loudly whispers to Oana.
Even as a deep pink rises across her cheeks, my dream girl smirks in the cocky way chicks do when they’ve hooked a guy.
“I prefer the term ‘savor’ when speaking about our sex life,” I clarify to Tuesday. “So, yes, I’m going to savor Oana raw.”
My woman reaches for her hair. “Do you like it?”
“You’re always beautiful,” I reply and step closer as my dick tries to tear “Hulk-style” from my jeans. “But yeah, I really like your hair.”
Oana erases the space between us and leans forward to whisper, “I look like the woman I saw in my head. I want to see how that woman fucks.”
“She’s you, baby.”
“It’s complicated. Let me do this,” she says with a steely tone. “Let me be in charge right now.”
I think about earlier when I decided to push for more control within the club. That’s a real solid plan. But right now, I’ll do what I do best and follow.
“Tell me what to do, and I’ll obey.”
Oana grins big before biting her bottom lip. “I have an idea in my head. Let’s see what the real version feels like.”
I slide my hand around hers and gesture toward Otto’s place. As we walk away, I ignore the applause started by Tuesday. My mind is on Oana strutting like a woman waking up to a world of possibilities.
Once inside the house, Oana tugs me down for a kiss. Her hands slide across my chest before moving south to my hips and cupping my ass.
“You want me,” she murmurs and shuffles us to the bedroom.
“Every minute of the day and night.”
Oana exhales unsteadily, getting all wound up with her own lust and excitement.
Regaining her focus, she slithers my shirt upward, leaving wet kisses on my now bare flesh. I run my fingers through her hair and inspire a hungry sigh from her red lips.
Oana sucks on my tongue as her fingers free my cock from its denim prison. Stepping back, she slowly strips out of her clothes.
As soon as her panties hit the ground, she reaches for my phone. I grin at how her gaze keeps flashing to my cock while she searches for the song she wants. Eventually, she finds “You Drive Me Wild” by The Runaways. Setting the song on repeat, Oana turns around and swings her hips to the beat.
I can’t take my eyes off her. For the first time, Oana seems truly free. She’s more than dreaming of independence now. As she dances for me, my dream girl burns with the kind of freedom I’ve always known.And it looks sexy as hell on her.
Oana gently pushes me back on the bed before climbing onto the mattress and carefully standing up. I get a great view of her already wet pussy as she sways her hips.
I want so badly to touch her. Or sit up and enjoy a taste of that sweet, pink pussy flashing me.
Instead, I remain passive and let her lead. When Oana lowers herself onto me, she finds my lips and breathes me in. Guiding my hands to her tits, she gives me permission to tease her hard nipples poking at my palms.
In between kisses, Oana seeks out my cock, confidently stroking the length of it as if she’s been making me crazy for years. Her index finger teases the slit before she licks the precum from the tip of her manicured nail.
Suddenly hesitant, Oana looks between us at my erection resting in her soft hand. “I don’t know how to put it inside me.”
“May I?” I ask, and she smiles at my submissive words.
Nodding, she lifts her hips and watches me angle the head of my cock at her entrance. Feeling me poking at overheated flesh, she lowers herself onto my erection. First, taking just an inch and then two before dropping down and filling herself completely.
“Oh,” she sighs in that wonderful way I’ll never get bored of hearing.
