Page 97 of Sweet Keeper


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“You do know that my patience is the size of a grain of salt, right?”

I hold back a snicker.

“Waiting is fun,” I insist, but the only truth that my words carry is that it gives me time to tease her and turn her into a whimpering hot disaster.

“You know what else is fun? Orgasms.”

This time I can’t help it, and I laugh, almost snorting. It’s proper of her to say something like that.

“And you could have more than one if you weren’t so impatient.”

Bree arches a brow.

“More than one? We’re getting a little cocky, aren’t we?” she mumbles mockingly.

“Babe, Iamcocky,” I assure, and push my groin against her so she can feel my growing erection.

She rolls her eyes, but her furrowed brows let me know that I’ve affected her in the right way.

“Cocky as you are, I don’t think I’m able to come twice,” Bree states.

I tilt my head.

“Was that a dare?” I quip, and she shrugs. “Because I may have to prove you otherwise.”

Her eyes roam my face as a devilish grin appears on her lips.

“Do it.”

I shut her up with a kiss, sliding my tongue inside her mouth, caressing hers. She drowns a moan in the kiss when one of my hands’ adventures under the fabric of her dress, going directly to her pussy. Reluctantly, I stray away, sitting on my heels. I tuck on the material that covers her, and Bree helps me to get rid of it. I’m watching her almost naked for the first time and curse me if this isn’t the best thing that I’ve seen.

Fucking hell.

She’s not voluptuous, doesn’t have porn start tits or a huge ass, but she’s still perfect to me. A black and purple lacy bra covers her breasts, and it matches with her panties. She’s stunning. The view is better than I could ever imagine.

I’m hard as a stone by just looking at her.

With a finger, I draw an invisible line that goes from her neck. It descends to her chest and rests in the valley of her tits. I anchor it on the clasp of the center, biting my lip with desire. Her skin gets goosebumps with my touch, letting me know that she’s as affected as I am.

I unclasp her bra and…

“Damn.”

My mouth waters and my dick pulsates against my pants.

Leaning over, I pull a hardened nipple into my mouth, wrapping it with my lips. I suck gently, stealing a moan that travels directly to my cock. I’m sure that, if I hadn’t talked so much before seeing this, I’d rush to get inside of her. But now I have to endure my torture.

“Stan,” Bree whispers, her hands traveling to my hair, her fingers disheveling it to her liking. Her purpose is to maintain my mouth on her breasts.

It’d take a whole catastrophe to pull me away from her because now that I’ve gotten a taste of her skin, it would be almost impossible for me to leave her. I lick, suck and bite her hardened nubs, alternating between her nipples to give them equal attention. Bree whimpers and writhes under my body, occasionally raising her hips to see if she can get some liberating friction, but I still refuse to touch her pussy.

“You’re delicious,” I assure, letting go of her nipple for a second, only to return to it as I watch her.

Bree’s focused on my movements, keeping the visual contact that burns us, almost pouring intensity. She’s continuously biting her lip, trying to hold back her sounds.

“Fuck, Stan. I need you,” she pleads.

“What do you need, baby?” I question, teasing her, expecting to get more from her.

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