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My eyes close when he pulls my top down further, baring one of my breasts. Goose bumps travel over my skin and a bolt of pleasure shoots through my lower stomach.
My body comes to life when his lips close around my tight bud, and a strangled cry erupts from within me. He tugs at my nipple with his soft, full lips, and something begins to build inside me.
God, nothing has ever felt this good, this freeing.
I cry with protest when he lets my nipple fall from his lips with a pop. He eyes are glazed over as he gazes at me.
“What do you want, Cupcake?”
“I want you,” I rasp out, moving my hands to run my fingers through the sides of his hair.
“But how far? I don’t want to push you past what you’re ready for, and believe me, when I have you screaming my name, you’ll begging me to fuck you.”
Wetness pools between my legs at his crude words. “No sex, everything else but sex.”
“So, no penetration?”
I shake my head, still in a daze of sheer pleasure to ask what he means. “Please.”
He leans up on his knees, his fingers hooking in the waistband of my knickers before rolling them down my legs. I shiver, my eyes never leaving his. The sheer determination and lust rolling off him is enough to make me want to cry out.
His touch, his eyes, his lips… it’s enough to make any girl want to come.
He bends down, his face inches away from my sex, and I try to close my legs, embarrassed. I thought for sure there would be touching, but I didn’t expect that. Not yet.
He pulls my thighs apart, kissing the inside of one, and I flop down on my back, gasping at the sensation travelling through my body.
He keeps going, reaching ever closer to my sex, and I want nothing more than to let him, but the urge to touch him is overwhelming. I want to make him feel good too.
“I want to touch you, too,” I gasp out, breathing heavily.
His head pops ups, looking almost comical with his wide eyes and open mouth. “What?”
“I want to touch you, too. I want to do it together.”
He nods, but seems hesitant as he moves up the bed, lying down by my side. He pulls his boxers off, and although this isn’t the first time I’ve seen him naked?since he doesn’t have a problem with being nude?I’m shocked to see how big and hard he is. The tip of his dick looks ready to burst, and has a large, thick vein running down the side, pulsing.
Timidly, I reach out, grasping his thick length. It twitches in my hand, causing another roll of pleasure to course through me. It’s turning me on to touch him like this, and when he groans, it nearly undoes me.
He shoves his face into the side of my neck, moving closer and wrapping his hand around mine, stoking up and down his length, showing me without telling me what to do.
“Fuck, your hand feels like silk wrapped around my dick.”
I don’t know what to say, so I stay quiet, moving my hand up and down at the speed he showed me. When pre-come leaks out the tip, I get curious, swiping my thumb over it before bringing it to my mouth.
CJ, in a daze, watches me, his eyes dilating further as a growl escapes his throat. He moves as soon as I suck the salty liquid from my thumb, slamming his lips down on mine. I moan, taking him back in my hand.
Tossing CJ off has just become one of my new favourite things to do, and we’ll definitely be doing this again. He can be sure of it.
When I imagine giving him a blowjob, I nearly squeeze him too tight, but he doesn’t seem to care as he pulls back from the kiss, his fingers moving down body. My hand traps him, so I swap, using my left to grip him. His eyes close, his hips rocking into my touch.
When his fingers softly touch my pubic hair, my hips buck off the bed. He growls, his fingers sliding through my slippery sex coated with wetness.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he tells me, swirling his fingers over my clit. I moan, loving the feel of him touching me, which causes me to forget about the pleasure I’m giving CJ.
Just when I’m about to apologise for stopping, CJ grabs me around the hips and manoeuvres me so I’m lying on top of him. His hand reaches between us, lifting his cock so its settled between my sex. The sensation is almost too much, and already my wetness is coating his erection, along with his own juices.
“W-what are you doing?” I ask nervously. I’m seconds away of begging him just to have sex with me. Nothing has ever felt like this. Every touch, movement, or twitch sets my body alight.
