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Grabbing her at her sides, I pulled her up, allowing my head to duck again, this time kissing down the center of her chest.
Then, waiting for a second to see if I’d pushed things too far, if she was going to object, I shifted my head to the side, sucking her nipple into my mouth.
A shudder racked her whole body as a gasp escaped her.
She arched backward, pressing more into the sensation as my tongue started to tease around the hardened point until her hips were writhing restlessly again.
I released her, moving across her chest to continue stoking the desire taking over her body.
Her little gasps and whimpers and the way her nails were digging into my shoulders, likely leaving little crescents, spurred me on as I teased with my lips, tongue, teeth, and hands.
Until her moans sounded more like cries, desperate for more.
I lifted my face, sealing my lips to hers as I yanked her back down, her pussy pressing against my cock. My lips muffled her moan as she shamelessly started to rock against me, trying to get relief from the aching need for release.
I let her ride me until the need to have more of her overtook me, making me lift up, shifting her down onto the mattress, my lips landing between her breasts, and moving downward.
Her heartbeat was frantic and her hips writhing slightly as I teased my way down her stomach, over her hipbones, down her thigh.
Then, finally, slipping between, sliding my tongue up her pussy, finding her clit, and starting to work it with relentless, slow, circles that had her fingers digging into my skull as her hips rose, silently begging for more.
And I was fucking happy to give, letting my fingers move between us, teasing at, then slipping slowly inside her as she let out a deep, long groan that had my cock twitching with need.
Claire’s breathing got faster, shallower, as my tongue traced and my fingers thrust, her walls getting tighter and tighter as she got closer before, finally, her whole body tensed then relaxed as the orgasm crashed through her, making her cry out as her pussy squeezed my fingers.
I kept working her with my tongue, with my fingers, dragging it out for all it was worth, before easing up, teasing my tongue around her clit, but avoiding contact.
It wasn’t long before her hips were rocking, before her ragged breathing became little whimpers of need once again.
Aching with need myself, I moved away, kneeling between her spread thighs, teasing her with my fingers as my free hand restlessly worked my belt free, then my button and zipper, before reaching inside to fist my cock.
“I can—“ she started, trying to shift up.
“Shh,” I said, shaking my head as I twisted my fingers inside her, teasing over her top wall.
There was time for more later. To feel her hands and lips on me. To feel myself deep inside of her.
Claire looked worried for a second, like she felt she should be doing something for me—which was the exact reason I wasn’t going to let her yet.
I wanted her to know that this wasn’t an obligation, that I didn’t touch her and taste her because I expected the same, that I did it because I wanted to. And that I wanted the same from her.
I wouldn’t pretend to understand the extent of the abuse she endured with Warren, but I figured with a bastard like that, there wasn’t really such a thing as choice.
Claire relaxed back onto the mattress, her breasts rising and falling as her breathing got more ragged while my fingers worked her, stroking over her G-spot until that concerned look left her eye, leaving only need in its wake.
Only then did I fully free my cock, fisting it, and started to stroke myself.
Claire’s heated gaze slipped from my face, to my cock, to where my fingers were thrusting between her legs, then back. Again and again. Her mind likely thinking what mine was, about what I would feel like inside of her, moving like I was working her with my fingers, like I was working myself with my hand.
Her little whimpers grew to moans as her pussy started to tighten around my fingers, driving me right toward that edge with her.
Her orgasm crested first, leaving her crying out and writhing.
“Fuck,” I hissed as my own slammed through me, making my head fall back and my eyes slide closed at the intensity.
It wasn’t until I felt my fingers slide out of her heat that I realized she was moving.
Slowly sitting up, her gaze on mine for a moment before I lost it as she lowered her head down.
