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My pussy throbs with need I’ve never felt before. I’m miserable with it. Fucking miserable. “Please,” I mewl, the empty space desperately inside me needing him to fill it.
“On your tummy.”
I flatten myself against the bed.
My body heats as he drags the bikini bottoms the rest of the way off me.
“You’ve been a bad girl, Kennedy.”
“No,” I say softly, my heart contracting at the accusation.
“Mm-hmm. Are you going to be my good girl tonight?”
“I’ll be your good girl forever,” I promise.
He chuckles warmly and his approval causes relief to trickle through me as if from a tap. “Even better.”
My heart expands as he climbs on the bed behind me. His weight presses down on me as he straddles me. I sigh. Despite the aching empty feeling between my legs and the utterly agonizing lust, I’m at peace with him on top of me.
He pulls my hair aside and tenderly kisses my bare shoulder. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Kennedy.”
My whole being overflows with pleasure.
“You could make a man crazy, you know that?”
I lick my lips, wishing he would stick his finger or his cock in my mouth so I can suck on him, but not wanting to make demands. He already accused me of being bad, and I’d rather die than ever hear those words on his lips again.
His greedy lips trail over my shoulder to the extremely sensitive back of my neck. “You makemecrazy, you know that?”
“I only ever want to please you,” I breathe.
“Yeah?”
I nod.
“You do please me, Kennedy. Immensely.”
Myreliefis immense. “Good. That makes me happy.”
He kisses the nape of my neck and sends shivers down my spine, then he sucks the breath from my lungs when he rumbles, “You want to get fucked, pretty girl?”
“Yes. Oh, yes. Please.”
I’m not above begging at this point, but his hot kisses on the side of my face tell me he’s satisfied with my answer. “Then spread those perfect thighs and show me that pretty pussy. I want it on display for me.”
As soon as he moves off me, I do as he says, spreading my thighs wide and showing him my pussy.
Somewhere in the back of my mind whispers the thought that I should feel self-conscious being so exposed, but I’m not. All I feel is anticipation and excitement when I feel his hands on my ass and sliding down my thighs. He makes me wait while he looks at me, then he licks his finger and presses just the tip against my clit.
My legs shake and I nearly launch myself off the bed.
“Stay still,” he orders.
Oh, god. How?
I swallow, digging my fingers into the bedding and clutching tighter, trying with all my might not to move as he presses against my clit again.
All the muscles in my thighs have turned to jelly. He has me so needy and desperate, just the touch of his finger is like pressing on the orgasm button and my god, I want to come.
