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He makes it hard to even wait until we get home.
In the car, he holds my hand for a few minutes, then he reaches over and guides it between my legs.
I touch myself because that’s what he wants me to do, and I moan and sigh as the tension inside me builds.
When he feels like it while he’s driving, he reaches over to touch my tits through the fabric of my shirt. It’s always unexpected, but also always anticipated since there’s no rhyme or reason to when he touches me.
“Slide your hand beneath your dress,” he commands, and I do.
I rub my pussy through my panties, letting my head fall back against the headrest.
“Slide a finger beneath your panties. Spread that pussy for me.”
I sigh with pleasure as I spread myself open, feeling the cool air against my skin.
“That’s perfect. But no more touching. You have to wait for me now.”
I sigh, this time with displeasure, but I keep holding my pussy open, waiting for him to fill it.
“Mm, such a good fucking girl. I’m going to pound that pretty pussy so hard when we get home.”
My heart pounds and I grip the seat with my free hand, praying for the light to turn green.
By the time he gets me in the house, I can’t get my clothes off fast enough.
We don’t make it to the bedroom.
He pushes me down on the couch, spreading my thighs and kneeling on the ground between them in one smooth movement.
I scoot my ass close to the edge without even having to be told. Excitement shoots down my spine as I drape my legs over his powerful shoulders, then he spreads me open and finally puts his mouth on me.
His mouth is fucking paradise.
I’m so worked up from being teased in the car, I come hard, bucking against his mouth, after maybe a minute of being eaten out.
I sink bonelessly against the couch, but he moves my limp legs off his shoulders and pulls me up, grabbing my waist to support me and hauling me to the bedroom.
“That was just the appetizer,” he reminds me. “We still have the main course, and I think I’m in the mood for dessert.”
He’s seldom satisfied with only making me come once, and I don’t complain at all as he positions me on the bed on all fours with my ass in the air, my pussy wet and waiting for him.
He sinks his cock into me, and it feels so right to be so full of him.
He fucks me hard and fast like he told me he would, and when I’m a sweaty, whining mess tangled in his arms, he starts playing with my pussy while he fucks it.
God, I love when he does that.
I’m so weak for this man, but he doesn’t give me any other choice.
He plays my body like an instrument he’s spent his whole life studying, and when he tells me, “Sing for me, songbird,” I do.
I cry out as I come for him, my body drifting on a wave of ecstasy as I squeeze him, greedily taking every bit of cum he’ll give me.
God, I love him so fucking much.
He sinks down into his spot on our bed and wraps me in his strong arms.
I curl closer, wrapping an arm around him and sliding my fingers through his hair. I hear our hearts beating along to the same rhythm, and I can’t resist telling him, “I love you, Killian.”
