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He dives back down and bites my neck harder, making me cry out. His hips slam against mine and my nails dig into his biceps.
“Was it impressive, Kennedy?” he growls as he grinds against me.
“Yes,” I moan, arching my back.
“That’s what I thought,” he says smugly. “Don’t lie to me again.” His hands slide up my waist to my breasts, and he roughly cups them, pushing them together. “Fuck, your tits are nice.”
He kneads and squeezes them before untying my robe and letting it fall open. It exposes my black bra and panties and his eyes roam over my body frantically, like he doesn’t know where to look first. I run my fingers along his abs, feeling them flex under my touch.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he breathes as he rubs his thumbs over my peaked nipples. Gently, he tugs the cups of my bra down, exposing my breasts. He drops his head into my neck and groans. “Fuck.” He pauses for a moment before he moves his mouth to my nipple and swirls his tongue around the piercing, then gently sucks on it. I arch my back more, pressing my breast into his mouth. “Are these real?” He lifts his head to look at me as he continues squeezing them.
“Yes,” I laugh. “I can’t tell if that’s a compliment or not.”
“It is,” he says, nodding as he drops his eyes back to my tits. “Fuck, it is.”
He presses his face between them, groaning as he kisses my sternum, the curve of one breast, then the other. His stubble is rough against my skin, but I love the way it feels.
“You smell so fucking good,” he breathes as he trails kisses around my chest. I lift my hips, grinding against his cock through his jeans. Finally, he stands to his full height and stares down at me, his warm hands rubbing mindlessly up and down my sides.
“I love your tattoos,” he says as he traces the one under my breasts with the tip of his finger. “One day, when we have more time, I’ll kiss every single one of them. When we have the time, I’ll worship your body the way it was meant to be worshiped.”
I shudder at his words and tighten my legs around him. He grins as he slides his hands lower. He rests one on my hip, the other slides onto my lower stomach. He teasingly runs his thumb over my panties and smiles broader when he feels them wet.
“So wet for me, love,” he says. “So eager. I like that.” He presses on my clit and rubs his thumb back and forth, then pauses, his eyes widening. “Wait.”
Roughly, he yanks my panties off and tosses them to the floor, then pushes my legs apart, pinning my knees to the bed. He drops to his knees and stares at my clit piercing in awe. Finally, he lifts his eyes to mine.
“Will you marry me?” he asks, and I swat at him. “I’m serious. I’ve never seen one in person. You’re perfect.” He hesitantly flicks the piercing with his tongue and I whimper softly. His eyes stay on my face as he slides his tongue back and forth, watching me writhe.
“Ez,” I moan, “please.” Something snaps inside him at my words. He pushes my legs up to my chest, forcing me open wider for him.
He flicks my clit faster with his tongue, turning me into a moaning mess under him. When he sucks it into his mouth, rolling the piercing between his lips, I lose it. It makes me see fucking stars. I drop my hand to his head, holding him tightly against my pussy.
“Hold your legs,” he demands. I hook my arms behind my legs, pushing them back, practically folding myself in half. “Seriously,” he says, his eyes widening comically, “we can go to the courthouse after this.”
“Just eat my pussy,” I say, and his brows flick up.
“I don’t think you’re the one in charge here,” he says and I drop my legs. As soon as I let go, he slaps my pussy. Hard. I scream, my hips shooting off the bed.
“Kiwi! Ezra!” I sputter, my eyes wide with shock. He gets to his feet and towers above me. “Let’s get this clear right now. I’m the one in charge. You do what I say, not the other way around. When I tell you to get on your knees and suck my cock, you’ll get on your knees and open your mouth. When I eat your cunt and make you come, you’ll thank me for it. And when I bury my cock inside you, you’ll scream and beg me to let you come, and I might allow it. You’ll open your legs wider and let me come inside you. You’ll do whatever the fuck I say like a good little slut, or you will be punished. Are we clear?”
My breathing is harsh as I stare up at him. His face is less than an inch from mine, and the way he’s looming over me, his body not touching mine but close enough for me to feel his heat, and the sternness in his voice…it makes me sick with desire. I nod slowly, feeling dazed.
“What do you say?” he growls.
“Yes sir,” I immediately say, hoping it’s the right thing. He grins slowly, his full lips tipping up mischievously.
“I’ve never been called sir,” he says. “I like it. Good slut.” He dips down and presses his lips firmly to mine before dropping back to his knees. “Now, do whatever yoga shit you were just doing and let me eat this sweet little pussy.”
He drops his mouth back to my clit, and my hands tighten around the back of my knees. I squeeze my eyes shut as he rolls it between his lips, then sucks roughly on it. He shoves two fingers roughly inside me, and my eyes snap open.
“Ez.” I stare down at him, panting hard as he flicks the tip of his tongue against the piercing, moving it back and forth, causing just enough friction to tease me. “Come on.” He hooks his fingers up and presses them against my walls as he flattens his tongue against my clit.
“Have you ever squirted?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“No,” I moan. “I don’t think I can. If I could, I would’ve done it by now.”
“A challenge,” he says. “I’ll get you to squirt all over me.” He fucks me harder with his fingers. “I want to drink you down and absorb you into my blood.”
