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I devour her lips, hasty, ravenous and no matter how much of her tongue is in my mouth I’m fucking insatiable. She arches her back, her breasts rise into me like an invitation and I say yes. I say yes to everything. I say yes to her nipple between my teeth. I say yes to her strawberry scented strands falling against my cheek. I say yes to her butterfly giggle and her good humor in the mornings. I say yes to it all.
I don’t know what this means. But I know I want her to say yes to me, too. Scary as that is, not a single nerve in my body denies it or stops me from letting her seize my dick and play with it on her folds like it’s her own personal dildo.
She’s an eager girl. She handles my cock in her hand like it’s not even attached to me, rubbing it firmly along her wet folds. She circles my crown around her clit; her nub gives back to me.
When she stops jacking herself off with me, I rest the crown of my cock at her entrance. Sensations overwhelm me. The heat. The pressure of her opening around my tip. The sight of her angelic body cushioned by my white sheets like she’s resting in clouds. Fuck… I wish just one thing about Molly wasn’t perfect. But she is. She’smyperfect.
Easing my cock in just an inch, wanting to savor every minute, she’s not so patient. When her hips come toward me, my cock disappears inside her pink folds and I don’t think I’ve watched any other show with more anticipation. I enter her in slow motion feeling every contraction inside her. Every ripple. Every sopping wet pulse of her walls. She sighs in pleasure; I wish I could capture that sound because it’s fucking mine.
Mine.
At that thought, I unhinge. Mine. She’s only mine right now.
I bottom out, deep inside her, and my bones reach the cradle of her hips. I drop my forehead to hers. “How the fuck are you this tight, Molly?”
She answers by tensing her insides around me and I’m spurred on and sink into her deeper, faster and goddamn it, rougher, until the bed is banging against the wall again.
I hurtle into her like a steam train without brakes. My need to be inside her is so unrelenting, even the split second pulling out just to dive right back in is too long. I stay in her, deep, deep inside, taking her ass in my hands. I grind my cock to the end of her and glimpse her face. She jerks up and down to my motion, pinching her own nipples. Her skin shimmers; her hungry eyes pierce right through me like a wild goddess.
It's almost over. I fight with myself not to think about it. Not to be the Dash that always lets the end ruin the journey. I stop barreling toward my release and slip out of her just to have a look at my dick lined up to her most precious space again. Ecstasy sears through my body at the sight, spiking my heart rate and I can’t reconcile the need for instant gratification and the desire to drag this out.
But it’s not all up to me. She quietly begs. “I need you back inside me. Don’t stop.” She takes my slick cock in her hand and guides me back in.
“You feel so damn good…” I groan, pumping slowly, methodically.
Her voice is raspy. So fucking sexy. “More, Dash. I want you in deep. Harder. Let go inside me…Baby.”
Fuuuck.
I drive in faster now, firmer like she asked, dragging my cock in and out. I hold her throat, take a handful of her breast and anchor myself as I sink into her. Her eyes are on me, full of something I probably don’t deserve, but I take it like a fucking thief right now. I’m buried balls-deep. I circle my hips, and her eyes flutter shut.
“You like that?” I growl.
“I like everything about you…”
Her words break me. My chest flutters crazy with feral emotion. I thrust harder. “You do? Tell me again.”
“I like your body.”
Thrust.
“I like the way you talk dirty.”
Thrust.
“I like you filling me with that Big. Steely. Cock…”
Fuck, those dirty words coming out of her swollen lips… I slide in and out, trying not to go too fast, but I’m losing control at this feeling of her clenching around my sheath, squeezing the fucking shit out of me, talking to me dirty with her breathy, whiskey rasp.
Her pussy is like a goddamn vise, holding on to me, gripping me as I drive in. I’m losing it. I’m light-headed. I grip her throat with more force than I intend.
“Fuck…” she whimpers. She reaches her hands around and grabs my ass, urging me into her more.
“Rub your clit for me,” I demand. “Make a mess on me.”
She brushes her fingers furiously over that nub of hers and I remember how it felt on my tongue. Just the thought of her arousal gushing all over my cock has me sucking in soul-shaking breaths to stay steady and wait for her.
“Ah! Fuck… Dash…”
