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When she pulls back from me, I can’t help but groan in frustration. Before she can go any further, I put a hand on her shoulder.

“I decide what we can or can’t do. Right now, I am feeling as though I haven’t eaten my favourite meal in days. I want you to sit on my face.”

“W-what?”

“You heard me. Give me what belongs to me and take a seat on my face,” I say with a smirk.

She hesitates for a moment before rising from the bed. Slowly, she strips off her pyjama shorts and top, and I can’t help but stare in surprise when I see she is not wearing any underwear. My eyes are fixed on her like a predator stalking its prey.

God, she is fucking beautiful.

I am drawn to her like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the temptation of her soft curves.

“Come here.” Obediently, she climbs onto me carefully, avoiding any contact with my wound. “Good girl. Now, sit.” Her scent fills my senses, and I feel my cock throb immediately.

My hands grasp her hips tightly. She tastes sweet on my tongue, and her soft moans fill the air as I explore her depths, teasing her clit with my tongue, and she writhes above me. I pause when I sense that something is off.

“I said, sit on my face, not hover over it. If I can breathe or talk, it means you’re not seated. I want all of your weight on my face.” In a commanding voice, I order, “So now, if you want my tongue to fuck your cunt, sit.”

The intensity of my words causes her to shiver. Good, my dirty girl can be strong all she wants, but she craves domination.

And I fucking love that.

“That’s it. Ride my face.”

I slide my tongue back to where it belongs and delve deeper into her cunt, savouring her sweet taste as she moans in pleasure.

She stumbles and nearly falls onto me. My voice booms as I instruct, “Two hands on the headboard!” She quickly does as she’s told.

“Sir… Please.”

“What do you need, love?” I ask, my tongue still teasing her.

“More. Please. Your fingers.”

My throat emits a guttural growl as I insert a finger into her slick entrance. Then another one.

“Fuuuck. Right there. Right. There.”

As I continue to use my fingers to massage the inner walls and lick her clit, I can sense the wetness between her legs increasing even further, which only intensifies my desire for her.

“You’re dripping all over my face. Look at me. Look how you fuck my tongue,” I say between each lick. As I hold on to her luscious thighs with more force, I am certain that she will bear the marks of my grip on her skin tomorrow. The mere thought of them replacing the ones that faded has my cock throbbing and ready to explode. That’s how I want her. Marked by me like she’s marked my soul.

With my eyes shut, I indulge in the blissful sensation of her body weight pressing down on me, fully savouring the moment. I hold her tightly, my arm locked around her waist as if never wanting to let go.

“Are you going to give me what I want?” I quicken my pace, my movements becoming more intense.

I can hear her heavy breathing and the sound of the headboard knocking against the wall as her orgasm approaches.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod.”

“That’s it. Come for me. Now!”

As she reaches the peak of pleasure, her cries fill the room, and I can feel her muscles tensing and clenching around my fingers.

She lets out a loud moan of pleasure and collapses against me, overwhelmed by the sensation. I keep licking, sucking, and biting until she can’t take it anymore and cries out again.

“Aidan. I can’t. It’s too much.”

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