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I’m so fucking hot for him.
When I swipe his tip with my tongue, he hisses, admonishing me in that way he does.
I open my mouth, and as he slides himself in, I groan at how thick he is.
His groan tells me that he likes it and I start to bob my head as he holds it in place. I hollow my cheeks and go to town on him. Every single bob of my head causes my heart to race like it might burst out of my chest.
I feel him reach his hand into my hair and he guides me down farther. I look up at him and his eyes are closed. He doesn’t ramdown my throat, but I know his hips are gonna start moving soon. And I’m here for it. I want to give him anything he needs.
He fucks my mouth as I practically wet myself from being so aroused. He teases me in ways I can only ever picture in my dreams, leaving me wanting more.
I cup his sac and he grunts, his breathing labored, and I know he’s fighting his orgasm. He doesn’t want to come too quickly. In his eyes, it would be a sign of weakness. In my eyes, it’s a sign of hotness, and that I’m doing it how he likes it.
He starts to thrust, and I gag. He doesn’t let up, though, oh no, he mutters something about me being a dirty little cocksucker and my nipples and core tingle. I need him inside me.
I want to move my hand between my legs and play with myself, but I’m still tugging his balls and holding myself upright with my other hand.
Then, I’m being yanked off his dick, and he pulls me upright, holding my body flush against his as I feel his hard cock against my stomach.
“Think it’s funny to play games, Lu?”
I shake my head.
He grabs my ass with one hand and gives it a squeeze.
“Do it,” I encourage.
He frowns. “What?”
“Spank me. I know you want to.”
I turn before he can say no and lean my hands against my headboard and stick my ass out.
I know he likes my ass. Hell, he likes all of me. He’s the only man who’s ever looked at my body with desire, and I can’t get enough of it.
He growls as he moves toward me, his mouth at my ear.
“My princess wanna be fucked in this tight ass?” He grabs a handful and I moan.
“Yes,” I whisper.
He tuts. “Dirty little girl.”
He cups my tits, and I’m so horny I feel delirious. I need to come again. My slick center drips down my thighs. I’m ready to beg him to give me his cock if he doesn’t hurry up.
I don’t even get a warning and I feel his hand smack my ass. “Count.”
“One,” I whisper, the sharp smack knocking the wind out of my sails.
I love pleasure and pain, but I’ve only ever felt it with Tag.
He smacks my other cheek.
“Two.”
He smooths the area with his palm, and then smacks it again.
“Three.”
