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The incessant circling continues, my hips bucking to try and get more, and he gives in, sliding down and pushing two fingers inside me. We both groan with the move, and he starts to pump them in and out, slowly fucking me, the heel of his palm grinding against my clit as he does.
“Riggins,” I moan breathily, somehow already so close to the edge.
His mouth on my neck nips before his hand leaves me, his lips moving to mine to press once before stepping back. Then I watch as he lifts his fingers, eyes locked on mine, and licks them clean.
“You’re evil.” He just smiles. I take a step closer. “My turn,” I whisper, dying to undress him, to touch and tease him the way he did me. Last time was so rushed, so emotion-filled, I almost feel like I was robbed of the chance to explore this version of him I don’t know.
His hands go out, offering me full access, and I nearly shiver at the opportunity. I start with his tee, tugging it up and over his head, tossing it in the corner, and moving to the button of his jeans. Before I unbutton them, I press kisses to the skin across his chest.
His fingers move to rub at my scalp, push my hair back. He can’t keep his hands off me and I don’t mind.
I keep moving, pressing kisses down his stomach as I do, marveling at how his muscles tense and tighten as I move lower.
“Stella,” he says.
I ignore him, my thumbs hooking into his underwear and jeans before pulling them down. Finally, I’m on my knees and he’s watching, looking down at me. My pussy clenches at the look of it, of him towering over me, me on my knees before him. Lifting my hand, I grip and tug his cock the way I remember he liked before tapping my tongue on the head.
Riggs watches each and every move, every movement of my tongue, as I circle the swollen head of his cock.
Finally, I close my lips around it, tasting the precum there and letting out a low moan as I suck lightly. My eyes stay on him the entire time, so I know he likes it, watching his eyes drift close with pleasure, which is why I’m confused when he stops me.
“No,” he says, shaking his head and using a hand to collect my hair. Pushing it over my shoulder. “No, not this time, beautiful girl.” I fight the urge to feel like I’m being rejected. He sees that and bends, grabbing me under my armpits before pulling me up and sitting me on the edge of my tall bed.
“Any other time, little star, I’d be fucking feral, looking at you on your knees for me, pink lips wrapped around my cock.” He pushes me back, then pulls on my legs, tugging my ass to the foot of the bed. His thumbs move to either side of my pussy, spreading and looking at me before running a finger up my center, stopping to circle my clit before repeating the circuit.
“Right now, I really want to make my wife come.”
“Oh, god,” I moan as his fingers slide into me.
“Jesus fuck, you’re wet. Is that what having my cock in your mouth did to you?” he asks, and I can’t do much more than a nod as he crooks his finger inside of me.
“Play with your tits, Stell. I remember you used to like that, to play with yourself while I play with you.”
Gone is goofy Riggs.
Gone is the sweet one, the one desperate to prove himself to me.
Gone is Riggins, my friend.
In his place is this new version I’ve barely met, this one who commands my body, who I can’t do anything but obey.
So I do.
He smiles when he sees it.
“Even all these years later, you’re still my good girl, aren’t you?”
And now, this new version is alsotalkative. My pussy clenches, and his lips tip up.
“Huh. Seems my girl likes me talking to her. What else does she like now?” His thumb moves to my clit, rubbing once, twice, and my hips buck.
“Mmm, she definitely likes that. Well, you’ve been pretty good; why don’t I let you choose?” I groan, and somehow, his smile gets even wider. He’s getting some kind of sick joy from this, from watching me suffer. “I make you come on my fingers, or I make you come on my cock. Which do you choose, Stella?”
I don’t take a moment to consider, spitting the words out. “Your cock, Riggins. Please.”
He barks out a laugh, and it’s funny, in a way, to be this turned on and still find things funny. I’m reminded of the days when things were easy whenwewere easy.
All thoughts of easy are gone when he takes the head of his thick cock and runs it through my dripping pussy, pulling a deep, pained groan from him. My hands on my breasts tighten.
