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“I believe I said I wouldn’t insert anything unless you begged me to.” I keep stroking my finger there, and she blinks in slow motion, her lips parting.
“You’re so bad,” she whispers.
“All I want is to give you pleasure,” I tell her, brushing my lips across hers as I continue to stroke the oil across her skin. “And aren’t you here to try new things?”
“Yeah…” She sucks her bottom lip, her eyelids fluttering again as I press my finger against her very lightly.
“That’s all I want,” I murmur. “Like this.” I tease her lips with the tip of my tongue. “Doesn’t that feel good?”
She moans. “Yes…”
“So can I?”
“Ahhh… yes…”
Making sure my finger is well-coated with oil, I press it a fraction of an inch inside her. Remove it. Then do it again. I know the act of just teasing the tight muscle is going to be enough to drive her wild.
“Mmm…” She brushes her hand down my chest, coating her fingers with oil, then closes them around my erection and begins to stroke.
Whoa. I’m already hard, but her firm touch makes me swell, my erection straining toward her as if begging her for more. Oh man… I was totally unprepared for that.
I sit up and kneel between her legs, and the two of us continue stroking each other. She looks so sexy, her eyes sleepy with desire, her skin flushed, her lips parted as she gives deep, shuddering breaths. She’s not far from coming, and neither am I.
My heart racing, I study her breasts thoughtfully.
“What are you thinking?” she whispers.
I lift my gaze back to hers. “Pondering on where to come.”
Her lips curve up. “What are the options?” She looks down at my erection, her fingers slipping easily up and down its length, occasionally stroking over the head with her thumb.
“Right now?” I give her a helpless look. “Shooting my load across your stomach is looking pretty likely.”
She giggles, her eyes lighting up. “Mmm. Do that.”
“Seriously? You don’t want me to come inside you?”
She tips her head to the side so she can get a better view. “Later, maybe. Now, I want to watch.” She lifts her hand. “And I want you to do it.”
I groan, missing her touch. “You’re sure?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Okay. I will, if you get yourself off, too.”
Her eyes widen, and she laughs. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. Why should you have all the fun?” I sit back on my heels, sliding my knees under her thighs. I move her hand between her legs. Then I take myself in hand and start stroking.
She gives a short laugh, her cheeks flushing a rosy pink. But she begins to move her fingers, lifting her other arm above her head, making herself comfortable.
Once again, this is backfiring on me. The sight of her touching herself, her fingers slipping down through her folds, brings my climax racing toward me at a rate of knots. I watch her swirl her fingers over her clit—she has great hands, slender and yet strong, with short, neat nails painted a light pink, and it turns me on big time to watch those fingers teasing her swollen, glistening flesh.
Her gaze slides down to my erection, and she gives a helpless sigh as she watches my hand moving more quickly and surely, used to the movement, and her tongue flicks out across her lips. Ah, jeez. When she lowers her hand to her breast and begins to tease her nipple, I tip over the edge.
I lift up, bracing myself on a hand, and come over her shiny skin, sending thick, creamy jets shooting across her tummy and breasts. She watches, fascinated, her fingers pausing for a few seconds, and then her gaze lifts to mine and our eyes lock, and something passes between us, like an electric shock, something hot and fast and exquisite that makes me catch my breath. Her fingers continue to circle again, and then she closes her eyes and bites her lip, obviously feeling the approach of her orgasm.
I can’t resist her—I’m still hard—and so I slide right into her in one smooth move, and thrust her through the climax, grinding my hips against hers so I’m touching her clit. I kiss her, plunging my tongue into her mouth, capturing her moans. She squeals and comes around me, clenching with such strong pulses that it makes me groan.
