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I take a step back. I can’t look away. I can hardly think. Holyfuck, she looks so good, smoking hot. Steamy as the flames that heated us the first time I took her. She’s wearing a black corset, pushing those big, juicy tits together. The tights stop at her thighs, showing her naked skin, and there’s a slit that shows her eager, pink pussy. My hands are shaking. My dick’s so hard it almost hurts.
“Do I look sil—”
“Sexy,” I grunt before she can saysilly. “Jesus. You’ve got me so hard.”
“I bought it after we… I thought if we ever reconnected, but it felt silly. I left it in my closet. Do you really like it?”
I tear my T-shirt over my head, then pull my shorts and underwear down. My cock springs up. Precome leaks hotly out of my tip. “You can see how much I like it. Lie down. Spread your legs. Show me that fertile pussy.”
“I must be, right?” she says with a smile. “I mean, it was our first time.”
“If I could get you pregnant again, I would,” I groan, my dick twitching.
She lies on the bed and opens her legs. I pant as I walk to the edge of the bed and kneel. I reach up and stroke my hands along her body. I greedily sink my fingers into her gorgeously thick legs and kiss her thigh, getting closer to her center.
I smell her scent. It’s as though her fertility, pregnancy, and perfect young body are talking to me. I feel like I’m starving as I open my mouth, lick her clit, and suck on it. I pull it into my mouth and indulgently stroke it with my tongue, pushing down with pressure that makes her hips twitch for me.
I sink my hands deeper into her thighs, listening to her moans, minding the movement of her body, too. My woman makes such hypnotic noises when she’s lost in pleasure. The sounds tell me where to go, but it’s hard to listen. Hard to think about anything else except feasting on her soppy slit.
Her moans get louder, her body moving quicker when I push my tongue into her. I rub her clit with my thumb. I push my tongue deeper, letting her taste blossom across my mouth—soher. She whimpers in that telltale way when I tongue fuck her faster and rub her clit with more intent.
Glancing up, I see she’s sitting up slightly, staring down at me with wide eyes, those tits shaking in the pushup bra. I snarl, tonguing her, owning her. Her eyes get wider, and she begins to gasp. She claws at the sheets. She’s nodding and wants to say,Keep going, but she can’t speak. She doesn’t need to. I tongue her even quicker, rub her bud, and push against it.
“Ah… ah… ah…”
Her walls flutter around my tongue. She twitches as she creams for me. Then I stand up, cock thick, aching all over. My muscles burn. My seed is desperate to get inside of her. Not her mouth this time. Her slit. So wet, glimmering in the lamplight, andsoakedfor me.
“Any way you want, remember?” she whispers, sitting up. “Where do you want me, Logan?”
I wonder if I should be a gentleman and gently take her when she’s on her back. It’s only her second time, but I’m too far gone for that. “Let me see that outfit from behind.”
She climbs onto her knees and turns. I groan when I see the fabric disappearing between her legs. Her plump, round ass is entirely on display, her beautiful thickness trembling for me as she perches on the bed. “Stick that perfect fucking ass out.”
She pushes her hips back and looks at me over her shoulder. Dark hair splays across her eyes, eyes seeming somehow more intense with that subtle makeup. Big, juicy ass presented just for me. “Like this?”
I groan and lean over. I open my mouth and bite down softly on her ass, massaging her with my hand at the same time. She shifts against me. I kiss her, bite, then bite harder. She gasps and shivers against me.
“I want to spank you. Watch your skin go red. Like a rose, Emma. Just for me, but I can’t do it too hard. I have to think of the baby.”
“Hmm-mm,” she moans.
“Is that a yes?” I growl.
“Y-yes,” she says in her daring voice, “but not too—”
She cuts off when I bring my hand down on her ass. I lean back, staring as her thickness jiggles for me. Her creamy skin turns a gorgeous shade of pink. “You’re mine, Emma. Just mine. Always mine.”
“Just yours,” she says, biting her lip. Then she whispers, “Is this just dirty talk?”
I spank her again. I could never tire of her moans, whimpers, and shaking, voluptuous ass. I greedily bury my hands in her ass, massaging, squeezing. Then I climb onto the bed and slot my shaft between her thick thighs.
“What did you say?”
She shakes her head.
I grab my dick and guide my tip to her entrance. The fabric of her outfit is wet from where I feasted on her slit. Her pussy’s so soaked it’s gleaming. I grind my tip up and down her hole and around it, teasing her and torturing myself. “Tell me.”
“It’s just… You own me, Logan.”
