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I shoved my thigh between her legs and used my hold on her ass to rock her against it, pressing upward to increase the pressure on that tiny bundle of nerves. At the friction, her nails dug into my shoulders and she nipped at my bottom lip with her teeth. “Tell me something, Little Dove. Are you wet for me right now?”
Her eyes were glassy as she lazily blinked them open to look at me. “I’ve never been so wet in my life.” That feral, wild part of me only Lyric Jackson had ever brought out preened at her confession.
“I need to be rough with you, baby. I can’t be gentle. Not right now.”
“I don’t want gentle, Holt. I want you to fuck me like you can’t get enough of me.”
Fuck yes. That I could do. Using my hold, I lifted her off the ground and forced her legs around my waist. As I carried her into the bedroom, our kiss turned even hotter. We nipped and sucked and bit, nearly violent in our craving for more.
I kicked the bedroom door shut behind me and carried her over to the bed, laying her out on my comforter. There wasn’t a more gorgeous sight in the world than Lyric stretched out on my bed, all that long curly hair fanned out on my sheets.
The past couple nights had been torture, having her so close, but still so far away. When I woke each morning with her in my arms, it took everything I had to force myself to let her go. Every instinct inside of me had screamed to roll on top of her and claim her as mine.
And now was my chance.
I yanked off my shirt and slid my sweats and underwear off, freeing my aching cock. Lyric licked her lips at the sight of it, and I had to grab hold of the base and squeeze to keep from embarrassing myself. I wanted her so fucking bad, I wasn’t sure how long I’d last. But I was determined to make this good for her, damn it.
“Like what you see?” I asked, giving my shaft a stroke once I felt more in control of my body.
She nodded frantically.
The pre-cum leaking from the tip made my grip slicker on the downward glide. “Take off your clothes,” I ordered. An appreciative moan slid up my throat when she didn’t hesitate. She made quick work of stripping out of her shirt, bra, and leggings, but when she reached for her thong, I stopped her.
“Leave that on,” I grunted. There was something about the sight of that virginal white cotton cupping her pussy that drove me insane. “Spread your legs wide for me, baby. Then grab the front of your panties and pull them up.” She took orders so beautifully, fisting the fabric and pulling so that it slipped between the swollen wet lips of her pussy.
I moaned and fisted my cock even harder. “Yeah, just like that. Such a good girl.” I grabbed hold of her hips and jerked her to the foot of the bed before dropping to my knees. With my palms on her inner thighs, I pressed Lyric’s legs open as wide as they could go so I could see that pussy I’d grown addicted to after only one night. “Jesus, baby. You have the most beautiful cunt,” I said as I licked my lips. The sight of that virginal white being sucked into that glistening pink slit was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed.
She pulled in a harsh gasp as I spread her wider with my fingers. “If anything’s too much, you say so.” She pushed up onto her elbows to stare down at me and nodded her head before pulling her bottom lip between her teeth and biting down. I reached out to drag my thumb over her distended clit, smiling at the way her whole body trembled at the feather-light touch. We were only getting started, and she was already on edge. It wouldn’t take much to push her over, and I intended to do so. Over and over and over.
Leaning in, I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh and inhaled deeply. “Christ, you smell like heaven,” I lamented, my mouth beginning to water.
“Holt,” she said in a needy whine. “Please.”
Unable to hold back for another second, I pulled the soaked material of her thong aside and buried my face between her thighs. My tongue shot out, dragging across her slit, and we both groaned with pleasure. Her taste exploding on my tongue was pure bliss, her pussy the sweetest ambrosia. I’d never tasted anything so delicious before, and I could have happily lived the rest of my life feasting on Lyric.
I alternated between spearing my tongue into her opening and sucking those plump, swollen lips into my mouth. In no time, she was writhing and chanting my name, her back bowing off the bed as her inner walls trembled.
She grew wetter the longer I toyed with her, until her arousal was dripping off my chin. I pulled away just long enough to wipe my face with my palm, then I dove back in at the same time I used Lyric’s wetness to stroke my throbbing cock.
“What are you—oh my god. Fuck, Holt, that’s so sexy,” she breathed, having pushed up to watch the show. “I’m so close, baby. Please,please. Don’t stop.”
Needing to get her off so I could sink my dick into this tight, wet dream, I moved up to her clit and sucked it between my lips, hard. I buried the fingers of my free hand inside her, curling them upward to brush across her G-spot, and in less than a second, she came in my mouth, crying my name as she fisted my hair and held me to her.
I stayed right where I was, petting and licking her through her orgasm, but as soon as I sensed her coming down, I snapped. Pushing to standing, I grabbed her hips and flipped her over, hauling her onto her knees.
All that flowing hair swung over her shoulders as she looked back at me, her eyes dark and hooded. “Holton,” she whispered, tipping her ass up to me.
I grabbed the smooth, toned globes of her ass and squeezed the creamy flesh hard enough to leave my pink fingerprints behind, and some primal part of me loved the sight of my mark on her. “Does my girl need to be fucked?”
Her expression was wanton, her smile downright wicked. “Yes,” she said on a hiss.
I choked my cock with one hand and spanked her ass with the other, my handprint blooming instantly on her tender skin. She moaned, rocking her hips back like she wanted another slap. I granted her that, then cupped her pussy to see she was dripping with her need for me. “Then beg for it.”
Arching her back and pressing those full tits closer to the mattress, she whined, “Holt, please.Pleasefuck me. I want to feel you stretch me with that thick cock.”
“You on birth control, Little Dove?” I asked, waiting the few seconds it took her to respond.
“IUD. Just had it replaced two years ago.”
