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With eyes flickering from my gaze to my pussy, he lowers his head until I can feel his hot breath warming my sex. He kisses my thighs before he finally kisses me there and forces my hand away.
I breathe his name, not the shortened version. I want him to know that he’s all I’m thinking about as his skillful lips and tongue dance me through a version of ecstasy that I have never experienced in my life.
He pushes a finger into me, just one as he dines on me so perfectly.
I almost squeeze his head with my thighs and have to force my hips to remain still. I want to buck against him, I want to press his face harder against me, but I fear I might lose what I’m feeling if I move even a fraction.
My back lowers to the ground and I stare at the shadows cast across the low ceiling of the shed.
My breathing is staggered and difficult to maintain the closer I get to the edge.
I hum and moan, letting him know I’m enjoying every swipe and swirl of his tongue as my sex holds tight to his finger. I almost wish it were thicker. But not that. Not tonight.
My orgasm shatters me.
Shatters me.
I cry out so loud, unable to control myself that I have to bite my hand to try and stifle it.
It pulses and burns, even as it dissipates, and he stops what he’s doing to crawl up my body. His cock trails against my thigh, leaving a bead of precum as he goes.
I close my eyes gently as he ascends me. It’s not hard to feign sleep when you’ve had a drink but all I really want to do is pull him on top of me and guide his cock into my throbbing sex.
“Hey,” he whispers and laughs a little.
I let out a soft snore and feel him tense above me, resting on one arm as he pushes my hair back from my face.
“Lilith,” he hisses, tapping my cheek with his fingers. I let it loll to the side. “Are you seriously fucking sleeping right now?” He taps me slightly harder. “LIL.”
I let out a groan and let my leg drop. He lifts my hand and releases it. Dead weight. I’m good at this. I kind of want to laugh but I’m obviously not going to.
Although I nearly do when I think about it.
“Fuck,” he breathes, and I feel his breath fan across my lips. But then he yells, “LILITH!” While shaking my shoulders. “Are you shitting me? Again? Fuck blue balls. Fuck.”
I feel him hesitate and I wonder if he’s thinking about it. Wondering how easy it would be to just push his cock into my body, all open, wet, and ready for him. He drops onto me for a moment, taking most of his weight on both arms. I can feel him between us, trapped between his thigh and mine.
My womb quivers at the thought of him taking what he needs, and when he stands and yanks down his jeans I start mentally cheering. Not because I want him to do anything, but if he does, I was right all along and this will all be over soon. This game I’m playing.
I hear his jeans hit the floor; I hear him kick off his boots. It takes everything to not open an eye and watch him.
He’s going to do it. He’s going to rape me. Or he’s going to try. I’ll never let him get that far.
I wait a moment to see what he does. I’m not the type to jump to conclusions, I’ll give him until the very last second before I stop him.
His hands pull on my ankles and then I feel soft fabric hook over my feet.
What the fuck is going on?
He tugs something up and up until he forcefully pulls it over my rear and it’s covering me completely. His boxers… he’s put me in his boxers. Because he ripped my thong… so he’s covering me.
WHAT THE FUCK? This isn’t right. This wasn’t supposed to be how this went.
Then he pulls up his jeans and fastens them I assume because I don’t hear much for a while.
“You absolute lightweight,” he grumbles and then he’s awkwardly lifting me into his arms. First in a cradle carry which I help with by wrapping my arm around his shoulders and sighing into his neck.
Ironically, because of how safe and comfortable I now feel, I pass out. I have no idea how he gets me home.
The sun is shining from a tiny gap in the curtains, casting a strip of yellow light onto the wall that cuts down a calendar on January’s model. A sexy woman with thick blonde hair sitting naked on a motorbike.
How teen boy of him. I smile to myself.
