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That she loves me.
That I’m worthy.
That she can’t wait to be full of me.
She focused on my worthiness, smoothing out the jagged edges left behind by the phone call. But I feel good and more ready than ever as we turn off the apartment lights, check the door, and head to…our bedroom.
We undress without preamble, stripping in comfortable silence. She’d changed into a skirt to sit in my lap during dinner, and the skirt alone was a cruel form of foreplay. When we’re completely nude, she drags her nails down my bare chest, slightly pinching both of my nipples.
“You’re going to fuck me,” she says, enunciating the f in a way that makes my balls ache and my stomach clench. “And bury yourself as deep inside me as you can,” she breathes, my nipples so fucking sensitive that her warm breath against them has me reaching for my cock. “And then, when your balls are hot against my ass and you’re so deep that my belly hurts,” she says, walking her fingers up my chest as my fist makes a mindless stroke down my aching shaft. “You’re going to come. And come, and come, and come,” she drifts off, her promises light and airy, but erotic and piercing all the same. Her tongue sweeps her bottom lip as she pushes two fingers into my mouth, onto my tongue. “And when you’re done filling me with every single drop of you, you’re going to stay inside me.” I stroke again, but release myself when I realize what a bad idea it is.
Everything she’s just described has me drooling around her fingers.
“And then, when you’re getting soft and my pussy is all slippery and wet with your cum,” she breathes, the sentence stretched out, slow and seductive. “You’re going to dig deep, and give me another.”
My ears ring as I struggle to swallow, my throat dry, my mouth cottony. “Another?”
She pinches my nipple then presses her lips to the stinging flesh. “Yep. You’re going to give me more, and fill me up all over again.”
“Okay,” I murmur, moving my hand to her pussy, sliding two fingers through her lips. She’s wet and swollen, her body already preparing for tonight. Anxiously, I move for the bed, taking her by the hand to bring her with me. But her feet don’t budge. A crooked smile hangs from her lips.
“That’s not where we’re starting, though.”
I’m at the point in the night where my brain is just a lawn ornament inside my head. My cock is heavy and eager between my legs and I need inside of her, and I need it now. “Okay,” I say, because honestly, whatever gets me inside of the woman I love.
She turns, opening the top dresser drawer she claimed for her panties. With something hidden behind her back, she licks her lips, taking on a familiar air. Lucy Lovegood. I don’t think of her as Lucy, not even when we’re fooling around. She’s always been Scarlett to me.
But when she brings her hands to her stomach, in them she’s holding the Loved by Lucy proudly, a tipsy little smile appears on her lips. She’s excited.
“I’m gonna fuck you withme,” she says, “and then you’re gonna fuck me.”
“Twice,” I say, remembering how she coolly yet powerfully laid out the terms of the night.You’re going to dig deep, and give me another.
“Twice,” she agrees, then brings the toy up between us, the bare cunt looking just like hers facing me. “First, describe this to me.”
Oh Jesus. This is some mental fucking edging, or torture, or pleasure… or all of it. “It’s…” I stop myself and look past the toy, into her eyes. She’s so fucking sexy when she’s in control of me, and I fucking love it. I have the strongest urge to drop to my knees and worship the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known, but she wants me to describe this replica of her cunt, and I want to give her just what she wants.
It’s my sole purpose in life.
My eyes veer back to the toy, and my cock weeps when I focus on it. “God, Scar, it looks just like you,” I breathe, getting harder and fatter at the thought that men around the world will also get to pay homage to her perfect, sweet little cunt.
“Tell me how?” she baits me, biting delicately into her bottom lip, waiting.
“Your lips are the perfect size for you, and when I’m lying between your legs, your cunt opens just slightly, giving me a tiny glance at heaven, just like the toy.” I swallow and ignore the way my cock lifts, twitching with need. Her eyes are hazy and her nipples are hard now, too, like mine. I go on. “When I lick you, lick small circles around your clit, you bloom and swell, and everything gets pink and puffy, and it’s so fucking hot.” I lift my hand and drag a finger down the faux labia. “Like this.”
With a bottle of lube from the dresser, she fills the toy, eyes on me. Raising her fingers, the ones just plunged on my tongue, she turns the toy to her, driving them inside.
I groan, unexpectedly, but loud, making my entire spine shake. This is quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve seen.Jesus Christ.
“I feel good, don’t I?” she asks, and while I know it’s rhetorical, the answer spills out of me.
“So fucking good.” I clutch my cock. God I’m hard.
She removes her fingers but brings it to her mouth, driving her tongue inside the pink, flesh-like canal. I watch and stroke, my insides burning. After a moment, she lowers it, spit glistening on her chin from the way she lapped at herself.
Her eyes lock to mine as she brings her silicone pussy to my cock. Wrapping her hand around my base, she feeds me inside of the toy with her other hand, inch by glorious fucking inch, and I groan the entire time.
She pumps the toy around my shaft, telling me how she can feel every vein, every aching pulse of me in her palm.
