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She’d get none of those tonight. I didn't have the patience to be a gentleman. I wanted to fuck Bianca, and that’s what I was going to do. But then I froze as I stared in her face, wanting to make sure…
“Tell me you’re not a virgin.” Although the idea of her being a virgin turned the darker side of me on to some degree, I grew even harder, was even more needful of her, at the idea she wasn't. Because that meant I could fuck her as hard as I wanted, especially this first time.
She slowly shook her head. “It's been a really long time, but no,” she whispered. “I’m not a virgin.”
My cock jerked behind my fly, thickening even harder at the knowledge there would be no gentleness tonight.
Not ever.She’d take all the passion I could give her, all the dark and delicious need that coursed through my body like a violent storm. She’d take it all and beg for more.
I leaned in close, our chests now touching, the feel of her nard nipples through our clothing ripping a harsh sound from my throat. I moved my hand between our bodies, my eyes locked on her, my breathing—always controlled—slipping as it became more forced. I ran my finger along the edge of her skirt, feeling her warm skin, remembering how it felt to touch her scorching hot, soaked cunt at the club.
“You have a way of making my civility just go right out the fucking window,” I growled, and her eyes flared from my admission. I ran the tip of my nose up the arch of her throat, trailed my tongue over her jawline, and continued to her mouth, where I forced my way in and made her take all of me.
She moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck, rising on her toes and pressing her chest more firmly against mine.
“I bet that hot little pussy is saturated for me, isn’t it, Bianca? I bet your body is ready to take me, to let me fill you, stretch you… claim you in all the filthy ways I want.” She moaned softly and kissed me harder. I could have grinned if I wasn’t already so caught up in the sensations. “I bet if I touched your cunt again it wouldn’t take much to get you off.” She whimpered this time and pressed even harder against me, confirming my taunt.
I slipped my hands to her round, full ass, squeezing the globes. She had a gorgeous body, all lush, womanly curves that made my cock leak with pre-cum. I pushed her skirt up, growling against her lips and nipping the flesh once as her bare ass was revealed to my wandering palms. The thong she wore was nothing but a tiny strip of cloth between her ass cheeks, the material in front probably barely covering up her pussy.
I couldn’t stop myself from breaking the kiss and sinking down to my knees in front of her. “Keep this out of my way,” I all but snarled, indicating her skirt, and was pleased when she gripped the material and did what I said instantly. And then I stared right at her pussy. And fuck was I right about the barely-there underwear.
A lacy white strip of fabric covered her mound, the material so tiny that her pussy lips couldn’t even be contained. The folds slightly protruded out the sides of her panties, partly from the minuscule article of clothing, and partly because she was so turned on from the extra blood flow between her thighs that her pussy was swollen.
I slid my hand over the back of her thigh, lifting her leg up and out and placing her stiletto-covered foot on the table beside us, keeping her obscenely spread for what I was about to do. I looked at her sexy-as-fuck shoe, the heel long and pointed, accentuating the gorgeous curves of her leg.
“Always fucking wear these,” I growled and leaned in to run my tongue over her ankle, moving up her calf and over her thighs, and slid inward until my lips were at that sensitive spot where her leg met her pussy.
I looked up, not taking my mouth from her flesh, and saw she had her head resting on the wall and her eyes closed.
“Oh no,bella. You’ll open your eyes and watch as I lick this soaked pussy.”
She looked down at me, her eyes slowly opening to show me those beautiful blue irises. The soft sound she made was one of need and desperation. With my gaze locked on hers, I slid both palms along her inner thighs and framed her lace-covered pussy. I stroked my thumb along the edge, back and forth, feeling her body tremble, knowing it wouldn’t take much for her to get off.
I hooked my thumb under the edge of her panties, pulled it aside, and only then did I tear my gaze from her eyes and look down at her cunt. My cock jerked at the sight of her pink, swollen folds. And fuck, she was so wet, her cream covering her lower lips, the crotch of her panties so saturated that the material was warm and damp as I held it out of the way.
This beast broke free inside me, and I attacked her pussy, dragging my tongue through her folds, lapping at her cream, which was a constant from her tight little hole. I plunged my tongue in and out of her, feeling her muscles clench around me, pulling me in… needing something more substantial.
I moved my tongue back up her cleft and sucked on her clit, drawing the bundle of nerves into the hot confines of my mouth until she was writhing above me, grinding that delicious pussy against my face. My cheeks and chin were covered in her arousal, and I growled around her clit at how much that knowledge turned me on.
The vibrations from my growling had her moaning louder, telling me she was close to going over the edge. I ran a finger along her pussy hole, never stopping the rhythmic sucking along that little swollen bead at the top of her mound. Then I pushed the thick digit into her, instantly feeling her clench around it. I pumped in and out of her, then slowly added another, her pussy so fucking tight. But she was wet—fuck, was she soaked for me—and I knew my cock would slide right in.
I started finger-fucking her harder, faster, really slamming the digits in her cunt as I sucked her clit. And when she came for me, pressing her pussy down on my mouth as if she’d die if she didn’t, I damn near came in my slacks. I had no doubt a wet spot was on the front of my pants, my pre-cum so thick that it was a constant from the crown.
The sounds she made as I got her off were so fucking hot, and when she sagged against the wall, I pulled my fingers from her, gave her pussy one more lingering lick, kissed her pussy hole, and stood.
She shivered as I wiped my chin and cheeks off, then pulled her in close and slammed my mouth on hers. I kissed her hard, making her taste herself on my tongue, loving that she wrapped her arms around me and pressed her big, firm tits against my chest.
“I need to fuck you, Bianca. And I need to do it hard and fast. I need to fill you up,bella.” I grunted those harsh, lewd words against her mouth, and she answered by rubbing herself against me and moaning.
I had to force myself to pull away and keep my eyes locked on her. I couldn't go slow, couldn't take my time. My cock was so fucking stiff it ached. “Take your clothes off… but leave the heels on,” I demanded low, dominating her with my words.
She started undressing, and I didn’t miss how her hands shook. First, her shirt was gone, then her skirt. When she stood there in just her panties and bra, I lifted a hand and ran it over my mouth, the sight of her bringing me to my knees easily.
“Go on, Bianca,” I said gruffly. “Show meall of you.”
She exhaled slowly and licked her lips, reached behind her to unclasp her bra, and then let the material flutter to the ground. Her breasts were perfect, a handful with rosy tips that were stiff and all but aching for my mouth and touch. And when she hooked her fingers under the edge of her panties and pushed them down, I felt a violent shake move through my body.
When she stood totally naked in front of me, I let myself take a moment to look my fill of her. Her curves had my mouth salivating, her body made for the kind of fucking I liked… the kind I’d make sure she craved. Her pussy was bare of hair aside from a small triangle of darker blond curls at the top.
