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Ryker
“Yes… yes, it’s for you,” she pants through our kiss.
I look over the woman lying in my bed. Her silky black hair splayed out over my sheets, every inch of her warm skin and mauve nipples calling for me to taste her. That sweet smell of cinnamon and vanilla, now mixed with the smell of sex.
I wasn’t expecting this side of Juliet. I knew there was a possibility that it existed but I didn’t think she’d ever let her guard down enough to let me see it.
I slide my index finger past her cotton panties and run it through her slick wet heat and her eyes flutter closed at my touch.
I thought at best we’d be good roommates.
I never thought she’d let me this close.
But now that she has, I’ll spend every minute of this time she’s giving me to make sure I give it to her better than she’s ever had it.
I want her coming back for more… I want this woman addicted to what I can give her, because fuck, I’m not all that far from it myself.
She whimpers as my finger swirls through her slit, adding pressure against her swollen clit. I swallow every moan and sigh that passes her lips, knowing that she’s making those noises for me.
“How does that feel?” I ask.
“Good,” she says, her voice trembling. “So good.”
I push down on the side of her panties, and she reacts to my signal by lifting her perfect ass so I can take my favorite panties off her.
Note to self: Buy Juliet a lifetime supply of cotton panties in every color under the sun and have Mrs. Haynes printed on every pair. Then throw away her thongs.
No amount of see-through lingerie could have gotten me as hard as seeing her with my name written across her perfect backside.
All I ever want to see her in from now on… are these.
I push her panties down over her ankles and then I pull my lips off her mouth, sinking down further on the bed to see the last piece of her body hidden from me.
Her hands grip around my wrists as I descend.
Is she nervous? Does she not like oral sex?
“Are you scared of what I might do?” I ask her, looking into those violet eyes that have had me hypnotized since the minute I met her.
“No, I trust you,” she says.
I like that she said it out loud and I hope she means it because she can trust me—especially to make her come.
I glance down at the slit between her thighs.
“My wife has a pretty pussy,” I say, licking my lips.
I bend down and run my tongue through her folds.
She bucks against me and whimpers out my name. I could get used to hearing her say my name like that. My tongue swirls around her clit as Juliet’s fingers dig against my scalp. The feeling of her desperation pulling me closer, needing me deeper, has my cock throbbing uncomfortably in my boxer briefs. I don’t know how much more I can take before I combust from the sounds Juliet is making for me.
My tongue dives into her center and her little ass squirms against the sheets of my bed, her sobs of ecstasy echoing off the walls of my bedroom.
Every night should be like this with her, and if she lets me, they will be.
“Ryker… please,” she says, pulling on my hair, her breathing labored.
I release her sweet pussy and glance up to find her staring down at me, watching me devour her.
