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His hand slides into my pants after he undoes my zipper, and before I can even consider it, he slips two fingers inside my wet heat. The shock of his sudden penetration makes me gasp, but it's so delicious that I can barely think about anything but the way he's filling me up with his fingers, stretching me--and just how good it's going to feel when he slips inside me.
I roll my hips against him, sending a thrill through me.
"Fuck me," I whisper in his ear.
"Bossy little thing, aren't you?" he grins.
"You were the one who seemed like you were in a rush."
"Nah, baby," he growls. "I'm gonna take my time with you."
He moves his fingers inside me, pushing me back against my car. My hands grip his shoulders so hard that my knuckles turn white, but I'm too far gone to notice. He keeps moving his fingers, reminding me that it's been a while since I've had anything close to this.
This isn't me.
I don't sleep with my research subjects, I don't really sleep around at all...
...but Johnny makes me feral.
I'm practically clawing at him as he teases me with his fingers, making me want him even more. "Please just fuck me," I say. "I don't care...we can do it outside--"
"I told you I wanted you to sit on my face, Birdie," he says. "I made you a promise and I plan on keeping it."
"I want more," I whisper. "Johnny, please..."
"I know you do," he says, his voice low and rumbling. "But you're going to have to wait a little bit longer."
"Johnny--"
"Shh," he says, silencing me with a kiss. He looks into my eyes for a moment, stroking my pussy slowly and methodically, then nods. "Yeah...you're ready."
He takes my hand and pulls me toward the door, fumbling with his keys as I press wet kisses to his neck. We barely make it through the door, clothes still half-undone, before he's pushing me up against the wall and kissing me again. He's so hard already; I can feel it through his jeans, pressing against my thigh.
"You're gonna come on my face before you get this dick, baby," he says. "You hear me?"
"Fuck yes," I say breathily. "Do me any way you want."
"I want to make you come with my tongue," he says, the words sending a shiver through me.
"Then do it," I say, my voice breaking a little.
"Soon," he whispers. "First I'm going to get you so hot you're gonna scream."
His first two fingers are already back inside me, pumping in and out of my wetness, filling me. He spreads me with his fingers, then gets on his knees between my legs.
"Scream for me, baby," he says.
I nod, biting my lip. He's going to make me come in about three seconds, I can already feel it coming, and I know I'll be loud if he doesn't--
The heel of his hand presses against my clit, rubbing hard and fast as his tongue flicks over my clit. I let out a cry too loud to be called a whisper, one that's more like a strangled sob. I've been on the precipice of an orgasm ever since he started touching me, but now he's pushing me over the edge hard and fast. I'm going to come harder than I ever have in my life.
My hands grab his hair, pulling him against me. My hips buck up to meet his mouth, and he slides one of his hands behind me to hold me in place as I grind against him.I bite my lip hard, trying not to cry out as the orgasm washes over me like a tidal wave. I'm almost crying from the intensity of it, but he keeps his mouth against me, his fingers working me through it, not stopping until he's wrung every last ounce of pleasure from me.
He stands up and kisses me, and I taste myself on his lips. "Cherries," he says. "Told ya."
"That was..." I gasp in his ear after I'm able to talk again. "That was really, really good, Playfair."
"I'm not even fucking done," he says, his eyes lighting with pure want.
