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“I could watch you fuck yourself like this all night. But I’ve heard you fuck yourself too many times, Lemon. It’s my turn now.”
He steps forward and tugs on my legs until I’m at the edge of the bed.
“Shit, I need a condom.”
“There’s some in the bathroom.”
“I don’t want to know why you have a stash of condoms, babe. Unless you bought them for me.”
I bite my lip, not answering.
“I’m throwing those out the second I’m done with you. You can go out and buy some more and think about this dick inside you when you do.”
“They’re perfectly good condoms. That’s just wasteful.”
“I don’t give a fuck. Donate them to charity. But I’m not fucking you with condoms you bought for anyone but me.”
Jameson walks over to his jeans and bends down to pick up a sleeve of condoms from his back pocket.
“Were you thinking about fucking me when you bought those?” I ask, knowing he didn’t, and needing to point out just how stupid the double standard is.
“Of course, I was. Lemon, I don’t think you understand exactly how much time I spend thinking about shoving this hard dick into your soft wet pussy. I work with my hands. That leaves a whole lot of thinking time.”
“You do not spend your whole day at work thinking about having sex with me.”
“Want to bet?”
“Yeah. I want you to text me tomorrow every single time you think about having sex with me.”
“I don’t have time for that. I have shit to do at the farm. We’re just going to have to stay on the phone all day, and I’ll let you know every time fucking you crosses my mind. Trust me, it’s about every other thought. You done asking me questions now?”
“Yeah. Give me that hard dick, Jameson. I need it.”
Jameson comes back to stand between my legs. He strokes his hard cock a few more times before he slides a condom down his length. Then he slides his hands down my thighs.
He presses his fingers inside me, circling my entrance. “I’ll always give you what you need, babe. You’re so fucking wet for me. You ready to take this dick?”
When I nod, Jameson steps forward and tugs me to the very edge of the bed. He lifts my legs up, tilting my ass off the bed. He positions his cock against me with one hand, and then he slides into me. He goes slowly, so fucking slowly it’s killing me. Inch by freaking inch.
“You take this cock so fucking good, Lemon. You’re so fucking hot and wet for me.”
Jameson pulls back and grinds his dick into me. He’s not fucking me with a jackhammer like the time up against my kitchen door. He’s rolling his hips and grinding into me. He holds my calves to the sides of his chest, pulling on them every time he presses deeper into me.
It feels so damn good. It’s torture.
“You fill me up so good, Jameson. You feel so good inside me.”
“I know I do. You’re fucking me real good, Lemon. You ready for more?”
When I nod, he lifts my legs up and presses my ankles over his shoulders. The stretch in my legs burns, but the way his dick is pressing into me, filling me up with an angle targeting my g-spot is oh, so freaking worth it.
Jameson picks up the pace and starts drilling into me. My bedroom fills with the sounds of his grunts, my moans, the wet sounds of him fucking me, and the slapping sound of his balls and thighs hitting my ass.
“I need to come. Make me come.” I’m so close. So freaking close. I can almost taste the orgasm. It’s right there.
“I’ll give you everything you need, Lemon. I’ll give you everything.”
Jameson comes into me harder, pounding into me. He drops one hand from my leg to press between my thighs. His thumb finds my clit and starts rubbing it, while the rest of his hand splays out over my stomach, pressing down. Hard.
