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She shook her head, adjusting her glasses.
“What color today? Show me.”
With deft fingers, she opened the front of her jeans and showed me a small sliver of what was beneath.
Pale pink.
I dropped to my knees before her, eyes right in line with that hint of blush. I helped her with her shoes and socks, tossing them to the side. Then I had the fun task of working her jeans down her legs, then off.
I cupped her calves and slid my hands up. And up as my eyes followed.
Those panties? I brushed a finger across them. I didn’t know my fabrics, but this stuff was delicate. And shirred or gathered or whatever so it didn’t lay smooth. Pink ribbons circled the top and the leg openings. Girly. Feminine and the perfect mixture of virginal and slutty. Why slutty? Because it was completely see-through. I could see her little thatch of red hair and pussy lips. She might as well be naked.
I moved to her turtleneck and pushed the bottom up. She took over for me and pulled it off. The bra matched and didn’t hide how big her tits were. They weren’t proportional to her small frame. In fact, they might be more than a handful for even my big hands.
She might hide how perfect they were beneath her prim clothes, but now? When the sheer fabric didn’t hide her large nipples? When it only lifted them so the top swells were bare… fuck me. If she took a deep breath, her nipples would pop out. If she jumped even the slightest.
She didn’t say a word as I looked her over. And over. I didn’t know where to focus because every inch of her creamy skin was perfect.
“Melly…” I said on a slow growl. “Everyone thinks you’re a good girl.”
When I ran my fingers over her soft belly, she sucked in a breath and yup, those tits jiggled. I flicked my gaze up to hers. “But you’re very, very bad, aren’t you?” I pressed a kiss to the deep valley between her tits. Shit, I could smother and die happy. Her skin was warm, her scent soft and yet very potent.
“How am I bad? I like pretty underthings,” she admitted, her hand settling on the top of my head and tangling in my hair.
“Bad girls wear things like this to tease a dick and then get fucked with it.”
I pulled back enough to run that finger now up the inside of her thigh. Instinctively, she stepped wide.
“You want it.”
“Daniel,” she breathed when I circled her clit. I could see it hard and the prettiest pink through the panties.
“Ever had a man see you like this before?”
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know the answer. If she shared her slutty little panties with another guy, I might have to kill him.
She shook her head.
“So no one’s gotten his mouth on this pussy?”
“No.”
Hooking her leg, I tossed it over my shoulder.
“Good.” Then, through the panties, I devoured her. Yes, the sheer fabric was a barrier, but no matter how well she responded, she was a virgin and just confirmed she’d never been this intimate before.
It was the closest thing to gentle and a warm-up I could give her.
“Oh!” Her arms went to my shoulders to hang on, but she couldn’t keep her balance. Her knees crumpled and I lowered her to the carpeted floor, nudged her knees apart, then dove back between her thighs.
Her folds were plush and plump, her clit hard and very sensitive. I could have teased, let her learn quickly how I couldreallybe in charge and make her scream and beg to be satisfied. But I needed her well pleasured, her pussy dripping and begging to be filled.
So I sucked and flicked on her clit based on how her thighs clenched, her hands tugged on my hair and how she cried out.
If there was an Olympic sport for getting a woman to come from eating her pussy, I’d be champ. She was screaming my name and ripping my hair out within a minute.
And she still had her useless little panties on.
