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I don’t remember pushing him onto his back, but I must have. Sometime between sucking on his tongue and nibbling his bottom lip, I not only pushed him to lay down on his back, I ripped the buttons from his shirt. I can still hear one or two of them bouncing on the cement floor outside the car.
“Thank you,” I whisper again. I straddle his waist so I can lean down and kiss him. Over and over again, becausemy God, do I want him.
“You do this to me.” Demyen grabs my wrist and guides my hand to rub over his bulge. “You do this to me all the fucking time. Every fucking day.”
I don’t know what comes over me. What succubus suddenly possesses me.
But without thinking, and without hesitating, I flick his pants button open and tug the zipper down.
Demyen sucks in a sharp breath the moment I slip my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers and wrap my fingers around his shaft. As far as they can go, at least.
“Fuck. Yes. Baby.”
I blush hard. I love hearing him say things like that. I carefully ease him out and do my best to give him long, full, slow strokes even at this odd angle of being halfway twisted around. And it seems my best is working, because Demyen lets out a punched groan and rocks into my hand.
“Fuck. Just like that.” He closes his eyes for a moment. When his mouth curves into a smile, I can’t help it. I lean down to kiss him again. Kiss him while I stroke him.
After a solid minute or two of stroking him until he’s literally throbbing against my palm, Demyen groans and wraps his hands around my waist. “Fuck. That’s it. I need you. Right now. Get on.”
I hesitate. My hand completely stops. “What?”
“Ride me. Climb on my dick and ride me, baby.” Demyen spanks my ass.
“Um, I don’t… know…”
He almost hits his head against the roof of the car, he sits up so fast. “Have you never been on top?”
Well, this sexy moment is officially over. I pucker my lips and stare at the far corner of the stow-and-go seating. “Well… no. Not exactly.”
I figure that’s the end of this conversation, so I move to slide out of the vehicle. But Demyen grabs my wrists and tugs me to him, hard enough that I can’t stop myself from falling onto him.
And then he’s devouring me, lips and tongue, moans and whimpers as he works his seductive magic all through my senses. In a split second, he manages to take my insecurities and drown them in a flood of desire.
He’s everywhere at once while still being under me. I barely register the way he hikes my dress up over my hips and massages my thighs until I’m straddling him. Not his waist this time, but lower. Right where I can feel his hard length rub against my panty-covered mound.
“That’s it, baby. Just like that.” His words of encouragement make me realize I started grinding myself on him withoutthinking. Pure instinct. I feel him and I want him. “Roll those hips for me. Good girl.”
Unh, fuck.He said the magic phrase.
My panties are officially ruined.
Demyen’s hands slide over my ass and give my cheeks a squeeze. Then his fingers tug at one corner of my panties and rip them apart. The sound of fabric tearing, the feel of his strength baring me to him… I don’t know how it’s possible to get any wetter for this man, but that’s exactly what happens.
“Better?” His grin is so cocky, but I know exactly what he means the moment he tosses my ruined panties aside. His long, pulsing shaft is now pressed along my bare slit and oh my God, does it feel so much better.
So I nod. I whimper, I shiver, I struggle to catch my breath. And I nod.
He squeezes my ass again. “Do it just like you were before. That’s it. Yes… good girl. That’s my good girl.”
I’m blushing; never in my life have I ever ridden a man. I’ve never been allowed to. I’m always pinned down and made to take, or flipped around to take it from different angles.
But always beneath. Always under. Alwayslesser.
Now, I’m on top, straddling Demyen and grinding myself on his cock, and I’m so distinctly aware of how much more he must be seeing. I’m still wearing my dress, but my breasts are so close to spilling out of the top at this angle.
I don’t realize he’s reached down between us until I push back and suddenly feel the tip of his cock spear into me.
“Fuck.” Demyen grits his teeth as his breath quickens. “Yes. Sit on that cock, baby. Sit on my fucking cock.”
