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Dragan kneeled behind her, salivating at the dripping pussy laid bare before him. Her ass rose high in the air, a perfect heart shaped peach. His thumb ran through her slick folds, collecting the liquid, running it in slow circles over her clit as he ran his tongue from the little bud to the tight rosebud of her ass. She squealed and moaned his name, clutching the covers even more. Her legs faltered, and Dragan surprised her with a spank. He kissed the mark, cooing as he went.
“I didn’t tell you to move, baby. Now keep that ass up so I can fuck you good and hard.”
She arched her back and raised her hips even more. Dragan smiled at his good girl, positioning himself behind her. His hands gripped her hips, the tip of his cock begging to go home. Dragan squeezed, loving the feel of her thick body in his large hands, Loving even more when she begged him for more, pushing her ass back like she could control when he’d fuck her.
When her efforts were unfounded, Dragan grabbed her hair into a handful, a makeshift ponytail, and pulled back at the same time he thrust his cock back into her tight cunt. June gasped, arching back into him so he could reach the deepest parts of her. He lost where he ended and she began, molding them into one with each thrust. Every gasp, every moan, every time their names left the others lips was fuel on the fire that had been building for so many years. Dragan could only see her, in every way he had known her, in every way she had let him in. And now, as he was claiming her body as much as she was claiming his, he knew in his heart he’d never love another woman.
He spilled his seed, the hot jets trapped by the condom. June’s muscles contracted as his did, and he quickly brought his thumb to her clit as she followed him off the cliff.
She fell down on the bed, Dragan pulling out of her heat to clean himself up. He came back from the bathroom with a warm, wet towel. June was still facedown on the covers, her breath slowing. Dragan slowly wiped her, between the thighs and around her ass, anywhere where there could be remnants of her heat.
Dragan threw it on the ground and crawled onto the bed, rolling June onto her side and sliding behind her. They were both sweating, still leveling their breaths. Dragan’s arms wrapped under her neck and across her body while she clutched him. Her ass pressed against his cock, her back perfectly flush with his chest. He could feel the rise and fall of her chest against his arms, and he fell asleep to the sound of her breathing, their hearts beating as one.
42
Morning light streamed through the bedroom window, a sharp orange gold that drew June from sleep. The memory of last night flooded her mind, a perfect explanation for why she felt so full.
At some point in the middle of the night, they had crawled under the covers. Now their positions were reversed, June’s forehead pressed against the wall of Dragan’s back with one arm flung across his side. His breathing was that of a tired man, steady and deep. June’s hand roamed down his chest, still not believing the size of his cock when it entered her. But when her hand found what it was looking for, she realized she hadn’t dreamt it. Her fingers barely touched around his width, the length equally impressive. He was rock hard, and she slowly moved her hand up and down, trying to gauge the inches.
“You liked it so much you want seconds?” His voice was muffled against his pillow, but she heard the laughter in it.
She gave his cock a little squeeze, letting it go and clamoring on top of him. “I didn’t hate it,” she teased.
He barely opened his eyes but smiled at her. “Well, then you just wait and see when you get a taste of this next.”
“Next? I didn’t get a taste in the first place.” She waggled her eyebrows at him and started making her way down his defined body. June had missed out on this last night, but she wasn’t going to let another minute go without getting a taste. She kissed her way down his body, giving little nips on his inner thighs. He hissed as she licked his balls, pulling one into her mouth and then the other. His cock was a thick rod, begging to be touched. June licked from the base to crown, enjoying how his thighs tensed and his eyes closed.
It was her turn to have the power.
She lowered her mouth over him, slowly moving her tongue around his shaft as she took him in. Her tongue traced the vein running the length of it, Dragan’s head falling back and a moan escaping. When he bounced against the back of her throat, she repositioned and opened even further, letting her eyes tear as she sucked his massive cock. He hissed again, growling her name.She slid her mouth back over the tip, rotating her head and swiping her tongue to collect the wetness he was dripping while her hands pumped his shaft.
She worked his cock until his body trembled, his fingers groping for something, anything. His body bucked with pleasure, hot streams shooting into her mouth. June swallowed, relishing the taste, the power, that same with having a man on his back at his most vulnerable. She sucked the last drops from him, until he shook with the pleasure pain of having nothing more to give.
“Holy hell,” he grumbled, his hands reaching for her. June sidled up next to him, releasing a sigh of contentment. She’d always loved going down on men. But going down on Dragan had a sense of ownership to it. Like since she’d given him a blowjob, he could never have another without thinking over. Like she’d marked him as hers, forevermore.
They laid side by side for a momentDragan asking about her day and when he’d see her next.
“What are you up to today?” Dragan’s voice was soft, his fingers playing with her hair.
“I have to work, my grandparents have covered enough shifts for me. And I need to do more of that Spring Cleaning event planning.”
“When can I see you next?”
June giggled into his chest and looked up at him. “Not soon enough.”
“Amen to that. Maybe I’ll stop by the bookstore tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?” June pouted.
Dragan laughed. “I’m sorry, I’m sor—”
“No, no, I’m being a brat,” June said sitting up. She hesitated, not wanting to say too much too soon. But this was Dragan, and she trusted him. She trusted them. “Now that I have you, I want to spend all my time with you. For as long as possible.” She looked around the room, avoiding his gaze. His hand traced her back.
“I feel the same, June.”
She sighed. “I guess I should get going. Thanks for such a magical night, Dragan. I really loved it. All of it.”
“Thank you, June. For giving me a chance.” He sat up on his elbows. “Can I at least make you something? I hate that you have to leave so soon, I had planned on making you breakfast.”
