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She rubbed her hand up and down the thick hardness of him.
He gasped, gazing down at her with half-lidded eyes. “I want that, too. I want you to take my thick cock in that pretty little wet pussy of yours that I’ve been licking.”
“Mmm,” she said. She leaned closer, ready to lick the tip of him.
He stopped her. “Wait. I want, uh, I want the first thing I feel to be your pussy.”
“You don’t want me to put me in your mouth?”
He shook his head. “Not, uh, not yet. Well, I guess this is a one-time shot, huh?” He considered. “No, no.” He took her wrist. “Let go,” he said softly and dropped back to his knees between her thighs.
She let out a breath.
He kissed her clit again.
She moaned.
“Still too sensitive?”
“No,” she whispered.
“I want you to take my finger, okay?”
She nodded.
He looked up. “Answer me. Out loud. Take my finger, yes or no?”
“Yes,” she said, and now, she was really, really, crazily turned on.
“Good girl,” he said and breached her.
She arched her back, full of his thick forefinger, which was curving inside her, tickling her just behind her clit.
He licked the front of her clit, trapping it between his forefinger and his tongue.
She let out a whimper. “Fuck, Gunnar, that’s good.”
“Yeah, you like that?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“I want you to take another finger. Yes?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
It was sliding into her, thick and warm and pleasantly invasive. He finger fucked her in a slow, languid in-and-out pattern. “Good girl. That’s a good girl.” He licked her clit again.
She was jelly, all of her limbs, her neck barely holding up her head. All of the sensation in her body was concentrated between her thighs, on the most sensitive parts of her…
Oh, except her breasts were kind of neglected. She reached up and began toying with her own nipple.
“Hey,” he said, moving up her body and capturing the nipple she wasn’t touching with his tongue. “I take direction well,” he said around her hardening nipple.
She moaned. “Well, if someone hadn’t spilled the third mug of meade I needed to have the courage togivedirection, maybe—”
He was kissing her. His fingers were still inside her pussy, slowly in and out, curved, massaging her clit from behind. He pulled back. “I’m really sorry about that.”
She let out a cry. “I’ll think about forgiving you.”
