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She tries to pull away, but I hold tight. I want her to come again. I don’t think I will ever get enough of her. “Never. Never enough. You’re going to give me one more, angel.”
“South, I… I… oh fuck!”
I growl with pride, lapping between her clit to her puckered entrance, keeping a firm rhythm on her clit. She starts bucking her hips, and I know she’s close. I quickly pull back, turning so I’m now between her legs, giving me access to her gorgeous tits and allowing me to see her come undone.
“That’s it, Ingrid. I want you to ride my face like your life depends on it,” I tell her, pulling her to put weight on me.
I want to be smothered in her.
My cock aches to the point of pain, but I don’t care.
Her pleasure isall that matters.
She straddles my face, continuing to brace her hands against the wall. I reach up and pinch a nipple before grabbing her breast. With my other hand, I slide my fingers through her wetness before pressing two fingers into her and rubbing a finger against her other entrance. She cries out, her pussy immediately clenching around them.
We both moan as I nip and suck her clit. She bucks her hips, grinding into my face and fingers. I release her breast and grip her throat lightly, watching her face succumb to the bliss that follows.
“Yes,yesss. Fuck…” Her breath catches, eyes fluttering closed, and she releases all over my face, her legs shaking uncontrollably.
After thoroughly cleaning her with my tongue, I slide my fingers out. “Open your eyes, angel.” Her eyes snap open, and I offer my fingers coated in her. “Taste what I do to you.”
She hesitantly opens her mouth, and I slip them inside, her lips closing around them. I pull them back, tugging her to sit on my lap, wanting her, needing her.
My lips slam onto hers, my tongue sweeping inside, tangling with hers. Tasting Ingrid like this, her wetness covering me, has me ravaging this woman. Hands tangled in her hair, pressing up into her, needing to be balls deep.
She pulls back, and I groan as I watch her slip her nightgown over her head. Her glorious tits are now free. I don’t wait a second longer, leaning in, sucking each taut nipple, nipping and biting. My lips trail up to her neck, where I sink my teeth. Not enough to be painful but enough to show possessiveness.
“Get on the bed,” I tell her, unable to control my gruff tone.
She stands, and I can’t help but nip at her thigh, causing her to squeak. When she turns, I can’t suppress the groan at the sight of her gorgeous ass.
With a sassy smirk, she looks over her shoulder. “See something you like?”
“Angel, you don’t know the half of it. Now get that sweet ass on the bed.”
“You’re awfully demanding,” she teases, and I love that she’s not in her head, too self-conscious to let go.
She’s previously expressed her worries about her body, and I wasn’t sure how this would go. I know all my angel needs is for me to show her she has nothing to worry about and that she’s perfect in every way.
She gets up on the bed like a good girl, watching me stand. Her eyes travel down my body to the unmistakable hard-on in my boxers that are so strained, it’s a wonder they don’t rip from the pressure.
“Seems to me you see somethingyoulike,” I counter, my breath heavy with want as I slip my boxers down.
My cock bounces, no longer confined, and I grit my teeth. I don’t know if I have ever been this hard. And watching Ingrid watch me like she wants to ravage me only adds to the ever-growing desire. A drop of precum falls to the floor, and I have to grip my shaft almost painfully to edge off the need to come.
“You know I do. Now come over here. It’s my turn,” Ingrid tells me, licking her lips.
“Lay on the bed with your head slightly off the edge. You want to taste me? I’ll give you a taste, but just know, I am going to be balls deep inside your sweet pussy when I come.”
Her eyes blaze with hunger at my words, and she scoots into position. I stand before her, my gaze roaming over her body, and I groan, gripping my shaft. Her chest rises and falls with each heavy breath, and now I’m licking my lips.
Stepping closer, I grip my shaft and guide my cock to her lips. Her tongue sweeps over the head, and my body tenses. I release a low, throaty groan at the contact.
She hums her approval before opening her mouth as she reaches up, grabbing my hips, and pulling me forward. My cock slides inside, and it’s nothing like I’ve ever felt before.
Her cheeks hollow as she sucks, and it takes everything I have not to thrust deeper.
I meant what I said.
