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Why?
Because I’ve always been hers. It’s always been Alana. That’s why.
Her hands are the only ones that have ever touched my body. Her lips are the only ones that have ever closed around my cock. Her pussy is the only one that has ever squeezed down on my fingers. That means something to me. I never want to share a moment like this with anyone but her.
The thoughts ping-ponging through my brain are starting to get a little crazy. I shut them down—or I try to, at least—and I focus on the moment.
“Take it deeper,” I say, my voice a demanding croak as I rock my hips and stroke her hair.
On command, her head bobs harder, faster. Her fingers circle the base, pumping and squeezing. She’s gasping and choking and not stopping. Never stopping.
Fuuccckkk!!!So damn good.
My fingers curl into her scalp, causing her to whimper. “Keep going, Allie. That’s my good girl. Keep going.” Every inch of my body is on fire.
She feeds off of the encouragement, making sucking and slurping sounds.
“Shit, I’m about to come, Alana.” My head swims. “Are you gonna swallow for me?”
She nods, her throat full of my length, her eyes watering and fixed on my face.
My fingers tighten in her hair and she emits a guttural sound. The vibrations send me over the edge. My balls curl up tight and my release shoots into her mouth in long, hot, pulsing bursts.
I close my eyes and see nothing but white dots hopping around behind my eyelids.
Alana’s lips hug me like a blanket, holding onto every drop of my release until it’s too much. Until it spills down her chin.
“That was amazing…” I rasp out.
Dizzy and delirious, I drop my weight against the sink wondering how I’ll ever recuperate from what this woman does to me, if it’s even possible.
She still on her knees, looking up at me with satisfaction. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, sweeping away my cum and what’s left of her glittery lipstick.
“Come here,” I say to the sexy, wicked woman. I brace her under her armpits and pull her to her feet.
“What are you doing?” She giggles as I spin her against the sink. Now, we’re both facing the mirror again.
I unbutton her faded jeans and slide my hand down the front of her panties. Her skin is warm and so fucking soft. When my touch finds her sensitive bud, I watch the laughter slide off her face and morph into need.
“After making me feel so good, you deserve a treat.” I pluck her clit between my fingers.
“But I’m so sore,” she says, even as her hips jerk back and forth on my hand. My cock twitches harshly and taps her ass.
“Are you saying you want me to stop?” I question, nipping at her throat.
In the mirror, I watch her eyes flutter. “Fuck, no,” she says, grinding harder. “Don’t stop.”
I play in her wetness, my fingers dipping and exploring. My lips by her ear, I tell her how beautiful she is, how much she turns me on.
There’s that usual chopping sound in the distance.Whack, whack, whack!I block it out. I block out the whole world and focus on the perfect woman in my arms, mewling my name.
With my other hand, I squeeze Alana’s breasts and tweak her nipples. And before too long, she’s melting into an orgasm that leaves her shaking and pleading in my arms. The wood-paneled walls of the small bathroom absorb her cries of ecstasy and I hold her limp body upright.
Boneless, Alana turns around, draping her arms around my middle and burying her face against my chest. Like she used to do when she was mine.
“You okay, Allie?” I lift her chin, making her look at me.
When she gazes at me that way, she performs a magic trick no one else could ever pull off. The soft vulnerable flicker in her eyes…that’s the reason. That’s the reason that I’m ruined for any other woman.
