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“This could ruin everything,” he says, out of breath.
“Or it couldbeeverything,” I whisper, wanting him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my entire life.
Paul moves in and kisses me tenderly, feeling me out. He pulls away and looks right into my eyes.
“Do you want me, Lily?”
I’m out of breath, too. “You know I do.”
He wraps his arms tight around me and leans in, kissing me slowly to begin with, teasing my tongue. The deeper he kisses me, the weaker I feel, clinging onto his shoulders as the taste of his tongue and lips consumes me, dragging me down into the deepest, sweetest desire of my entire life.
I groan from somewhere deep inside me when he kisses my throat, my head tipping back, my hands dug into his hair. “Oh god, Paul.”
Gooseflesh makes me super aware the moment my robe is open, thanks to Paul’s sneaky moves to untie my robe belt. He leans down to tug my nipple into his mouth, my other breast surrounded by his hand, and all I can hear is his satisfied grunts as he bites and nibbles my tight bud – and my cries as I swell with blood and desire between my legs.
The robe falls from my shoulders and I’m left entirely naked. Paul’s face is red and sweaty and he bites his lip as he steps back to admire me.
“I want to see you, too,” I beg, desperate to see him. He’s seen so much of me and I haven’t seen anything of him. I only know him from touch.
He removes his t-shirt in that sexy way only men can manage, practically ripping it off. My god, he’s perfect. My lip trembles as I stare at his thick, broad chest, generously hairy. I love that. His biceps are solid and thick and I can’t wait to feel them close around me in bed.
He drops his jeans next and my nipples pucker to the point of pain when I see his erect cock nestled inside his straining boxer shorts. His eyes drift to my tight breasts and he grins as he takes two thumbs to the waistband of his pants, lowering them slowly.
I lick my lips when I see his thick erection, almost purple, the head shiny, his veins bulging. His balls are high and full, despite the massive load he pumped into me earlier, now dried in my knickers which I threw in the wash when we got home. They will forever be my favourite knickers from now on.
I’m still staring… at his muscular legs and strong hips… his solid middle and that fucking deliciously hairy chest, when he makes a move towards me, striding across the room.
He takes me in his arms and kisses me savagely, biting, licking urgently, smothering me to the point of suffocation. He catches me up in his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist, kissing him wildly as he carries me through the room and down the corridor to the bedroom.
We fall on the bed and I’m sure he’s going to push straight into me, but instead he spends time worshipping my breasts, sucking one until it’s puffy, then moving onto the other, continuing until he’s sucked and gorged them raw.
He kisses his way down my body, hands following, his lips delicate on my stomach and hips. I’m writhing and panting by the time he positions himself between my legs, blowing on my pussy.
“Did you get this pussy all clean for me?” he growls, eyes hooded as he looks between my face and my pussy, as if trying to decide which he loves best.
“No, I got it all clean for me,” I purr, “so you could lick me like a dog until I’m all dirty again. So you could make me come and come and come.”
“Fuck, yeah.”
He licks from my vagina to my clit, his tongue long and the tip pointy.
“Fuck,” I cry, gripping the bedsheets. If this is any sign of things to come…
This is also Paul… gorgeous, lovely, genuine Paul… with his fucking tongue licking my clean, greedy pussy.
I spread my legs wider and grip his hair.
“I didn’t get all clean to stay clean. Don’t stop until I can’t take it anymore.”
He puts his hands under my bum and lifts me to his mouth. “This is the sweetest pussy.”
I start to climb quickly. His tongue flicks along the length of my pussy, meeting all the right pleasure points. In response my body undulates and I grab the sheets, and my hair, as his noisy ministrations make me even wetter, even more loud as he tongues my sex.
When his fingers plunge inside me, my orgasm starts to grow somewhere deep inside my belly, rising to the surface of my being, climbing and climbing…
When his tongue focuses on my clit, lapping and flicking, sucking and swirling, combined with his fingers now fucking my g-spot inside me, I scream and cry.
“Oh my god, oh my god… oh my god… oh my god… don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop… don’t… stop… fuck! FUCK!”
