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“It does…” Michelle took off her shirt and crawled over to me, then up my body. “Just one taste? Please…” Michelle slid her hand down my stomach, approaching my dick with purpose.
“How do I know you deserve it?” I asked seriously.
“Did you see how wet you made me? I should get a reward for not coming, though I wanted to. I still do. Just… please let me?”
Michelle had always been direct. I guess I’d never thought about how she’d be as a lover. She was no different, though she was.
“I’m particular about how I want my dick sucked. I don’t know if you can handle all that. Being spanked is one thing; I enjoy controlling my women completely while I fuck. I’m a perverse man, Michelle, and you don’t listen.”
“I do!” Michelle put both of her hands on her hips, offended by my words.
“I think you should let me go back to eating your pussy so you can come. We can talk about the rest later.” I fisted my hands, afraid that I’d be too tempted to give in to what she was asking.
“No… that’s not what I want.” Michelle kissed down my stomach at the same time that she slid her hand inside my pants to pull out my dick. She massaged the hard length in her hand as she kissed down it, too. “I want you, Dante.”
And she sucked me into her mouth while using her tongue to wet me. Jesus! I almost fell off the bed. She felt so good. I grabbed her by her neck, making her take more of me into her mouth. I controlled her movements, picked up the belt I’d dropped, and spanked her ass with it until she was nice and red. Tears leaked from her face and coated her thighs in desire.
“God, you’re going to be a treat,” I confessed. The entire time, she continued to suck me. No teeth, no resistance, and even more eager to please me. Talk about rock hard. I pulled her mouth away and held her face in my palms. “Baby, it’s time for me to make you come. You’ve been so good for me, darlin’.”
Michelle nodded, dazed a bit.
I stood, completely undressing before I slid on a condom. I approached her from behind and slid inside her heat.
Fuck!
She moved back against me, throwing her head back in excitement. I moved inside her slowly at first, but the way she gripped my shaft with her walls made me forget niceties. I grabbed a handful of her curly tresses and pulled her back against me.
“Ah!” she screamed.
“Remember to be quiet,” I warned.
I fucked her hard, deep, and like I owned her. To an observer, there would be no way to convince them we’d never done this before. She was perfect. She accepted everything I gave her. Dick, pain, pleasure, and even bliss. I felt when she zoned out, her body slacked, and her moans became gasps for air. Her cunt soaked me from my stomach to my thighs.
“Can I come this time?” Her voice was distant, almost as if it weren’t hers. She’d already orgasmed a few times. Had she really spaced out that long?
“Yes,” I gritted out. It’d been hard for me to keep the sound down, too. The next time that we did this, we’d go to my house, where sound wasn’t an issue.
She reached for the pillow and covered her mouth as she screamed. Her spasms triggered one in me I couldn’t hold back. It shook my entire body until I was coming so hard; I saw stars. We collapsed into a ball of “wore out,” and we both fell into a deep slumber.
MICHELLE
What did I do? I was sore all over, and there was a sleeping Dante beside me. Had I really let him do all those things to me? Glimpses of last night assaulted my memory, and I tried not to groan. Things were wild. He’d choked me while I sucked him. Pulled my hair while he fucked me. To make it worse, I remember coming so many times that I blacked out. There was no way that I could lie and say that I hadn’t enjoyed myself.
Maybe if I didn’t move, he wouldn’t notice me. I could play dead, and he’d just leave me. Dante chose that moment to roll over and spoon me. He was already partially erect and nestled against me. His hardness made me arch into him out of habit. He was warm and the skin-to-skin contact felt amazing.
“You’re wet,” he mumbled.
“Yeah…” And horny.
“Don’t move,” he ordered.
“Yeah…” I was afraid to. There was some switch that had turned on my libido after two years of celibacy. Maybe I should have moved to go shower after all. Then he couldn’t fuck me.
I heard foil, and I knew I wasn’t strong enough to move away. I swallowed, hoping that he was about to chew gum or something.
Dante slid back behind me, lifted my leg over his, and entered me from behind. He hadn’t needed to warm me up at all. I was ready, and his thickness felt so good inside. I could feel the way I spread around him as he moved in and out of me from that angle. My breathing became heavier, and he plunged deeper with every stroke, teasing something just out of reach.
“Don’t forget to be quiet,” he said between clenched teeth.
