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Whoa, he warned himself. This was supposed to be fun and instructional, nothing else.
He pulled back, smiling when her head moved forward to stay in contact with his lips. Her eyes opened, and he saw she was as affected as he was.
“Edging seems a lot like teasing,” she scoffed.
He looked down at her tits swelling over the black strip of bra lace, enhanced by the way he held her arms at her sides.
He leaned forward, slowly laying her on the bed. Reaching for his waist, he flipped open his belt and pulled it out, tossing it to the floor. Next, he flipped open the button and pulled down the fly. Before he pushed the jeans down, he pulled a handful of condoms out of his pocket.
“Ambitious,” she commented, then reached her foot up to the crotch of the jeans and wiggled until they slid down and pooled at his feet.
“Prepared,” he countered, dropping the condoms on the bed.
His hard-on pushed against his underwear, and he pulled those off, too. He kicked both pieces of clothing aside and nudged her ankles apart with a foot.
“I feel so overdressed,” she murmured, and looked almost nervous when he kneeled between her feet.
“Shhh,” he said, gripping her small feet, one in each hand. He pressed a thumb against the pressure points there, watching her eyes to see her reaction.
“Hmm, nice,” she murmured.
He released one foot but held the other, moving up to the ankle. Bending her knee, he lifted her foot near his mouth, pressing kisses along the slope of the top of her foot to the side of her ankle. He smiled when her back pressed into the bed. A good start.
He cradled her muscled calf in his hand, kissing his way slowly to her knee. Meanwhile, his other hand trailed down her thigh, careful not to brush against her tattoo. He noticed the way her hips rocked, also pressing into the bed.
“Just so you know, I’m not big into foreplay,” she said, the hitch in her voice giving lie to the tough tone she tried to affect.
“Okay,” he agreed, licking from one scar to another from knee to thigh.
He laid her leg down and slid both hands up and into the waistband of her shorts. Snapping open the fly, he lowered the flimsy zipper and smiled when she lifted her ass so he could slide them down.
She wore no underwear, and when he raised her knees, the warm essence of her floated up to him. He breathed deeply and pressed his hands against her ankles.
“Babe, the smell of you is unreal,” he murmured, sliding his hands up her legs as he crawled to that amazing Brazilian waxed mound.
“Hhnn,” she half-moaned, and he glanced up to see her eyes closed.
“Open your eyes,” he commanded, his hands massaging the top of her thighs. “You have to be engaged through all of this. Watch me.”
She lifted her head to look at him, and he noticed that a nervousness muddled with desire.
“Do you need me to—” she asked.
“Lie there, is all I need from you. Lie there and watch,” he commanded, and let his hands form a triangle over that strip of black hair, his thumbs and forefingers touching. The slightest wetness from her snatch coated his thumb, and he smiled again.
She twisted under him in frustration.
“What are you—”
“This is edging. It’s not foreplay… exactly,” he said, focusing on the trimmed hair between his hands. He pressed his thumbs against her, sliding them away from her juicy lips to the two pressure points just above her pubic bone.
“Wha—” she gasped, and he laid himself on her slightly parted legs as her hips bucked up.
“Shhh,” he replied, and skimmed his hands up her hard belly to her tits, spreading apart the satin edges of her top.
As he dragged the cups of her bra down and pinched her nipples, he buried his tongue into her wet core. He found and stroked her swollen clit, making her hips jerk with each pass. He pressed his face deeper until his tongue found her pussy, pressing as deep as he could.
Her body stretched and clenched, and her hands found his head, grasping his hair.
