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Her breast comes free with a pop, and I turn my attention to the other, flicking my tongue over her sensitive peak.
“Yes.” She pulls at my head, nails lightly scraping my scalp, urging me for more.
My hands find their way under her ass, and I give her breast a soft nip before I lift to standing. “Hold on.”
Quick, heavy strides bring us to her bedroom, where I lay her on the bed before me, drinking in the splendor of her exquisite, turned-on beauty.
“Fuck, look at you.” I run my fingers from the valley of her heaving chest, down to the apex of her thighs, where I toy with the edges of her damp panties. “So goddamn stunning.”
She groans. “Please, quit looking and just fuck me already.”
I can’t contain my low chuckle—my girl’s a spitfire. A bold, bewitching wild thing, too strong to be tamed.
And God, I love that. Both the challenge and the seduction.
“Don’t worry, I know what you need. But I’m not going to fuck you.” I continue teasing her with the fingers of one hand as I slide my body down between her legs, using my shoulders to push them wide. “At least, not yet.”
Her panties are simple pink cotton, not meant to entice, yet the sight of them up close makes my mouth water. Or maybe that’s her scent. Musky and alluring, she’s appetizing as fuck.
When I kiss lightly over her cotton-covered mound, she whimpers. It’s a strangled, tortured sound that makes my stomach tighten and cock twitch.
Truthfully, I want nothing more than to do exactly as she’s asked—I’m dying to fuck her senseless. But there’s something about controlling the sharp edge of pain that comes with holding myself back this way. It’s a hedonistic adventure. One I’ve only ever experienced with her. One I want to experience over and over again.
Only with her.
Greedy anticipation claws at my insides, and I push aside the wet fabric of her panties and attack her pussy with my tongue.
Her surprised cry of rapture is intense, satisfying, and adds fuel to the already raging fire burning within me.
“You like that?” I taunt, fingering her deeply.
Her only response is a guttural sound of fervor, so I stroke her a little harder, a little deeper—my own urgent need to get her off matching the pace of her labored breaths.
“Yeah, you fucking do.” I lick up her center once more. “You like when I own this pussy, don’t you?”
Her head shakes violently, sobs of pleasure erupting from her luscious lips.
“Don’t you?” I demand, slowing my movements and holding her at the edge of orgasm.
“Yes…yes, I do. Fuck, yes… Please.”
The way she begs has me close to coming as well, but I tamp down hard on the sensation, before diving back in for more of her goodness.
I eat her like she’s my last meal—lips, tongue, teeth, and hands eagerly devouring her. When her panties get in my way, I rip them off, not caring in the least if they’re ruined.
“Oh, God,” she cries when I suck on her clit, and her core clenches hard around my fingers.
Wave after wave of a pulsing orgasm rips through her—her body tensing and shaking before finally relaxing into bliss.
“Ridge?” A lazy smile graces her succulent lips, but there’s a glint of something wicked and playful in her eyes.
“Yeah?”
“You still have all your clothes on.”
I glance down, my gaze resisting the demand to look anywhere but at her.
“Is that a problem?” I tease, popping the top few buttons of my shirt.
