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“Oh, God… you read it.” I couldn’t tell if he was angry or turned on.
He rolled me on top of him and grabbed handfuls of my ass. “You want to be spanked? You want me to take your ass?”
I panted. Rolled my pelvis over his.
He grasped my hips and held me still. “You want to sit on my face? You want me to fuck your mouth?”
I let out an involuntary moan and his face darkened.
“Is that okay? You seem angry.”
“I’m not angry that you want it. I’m pissed that I didn’t know what you like.”
I huffed. “How could you know when I don’t even know? It’s not like I’ve done any of that stuff.”
His anger cleared and only heat remained. He grasped my hips and dragged my pussy over his cock.
“Okay,” I breathed, rubbing my clit over the swollen head of his cock. “But, uh, about the, um, ass part? That’s strictly an exit.”
He stared at me for half a frozen second before bursting into laughter.
“Vander!” I snapped. “This is not an appropriate time to laugh at me!”
“I’m not, I’m not,” he protested, his eyes dancing. “Let’s just see how things go, hmm? You might change your mind.”
“I won’t,” I assured him.
“Don’t make it a challenge, woman,” he warned, rolling his hips against me. “Even talking about it has you soaked.”
“Stop talking and make me feel good,” I snapped.
He chuckled low in his chest. With his hands at my ribs, he heaved me up to straddle his chest.
Uh, oh. He wasn’t wasting any time. “Up you come, koukla. Sit on my face.”
“Sit on your face?” I froze.
He chuckled. The vibrations reverberated through his chest to my pussy, and I had the urge to grind down on him.
“Yeah.” He tipped his chin down to look at me and took a deep breath in, his eyes closed.
“Sit? Like actually sit? Or, like, hover?”
His eyes popped open and his chest jerked with suppressed laughter.
I narrowed my eyes at him in warning, and his face turned serious.
“Get up here and do what feels good. When I need to breathe, I’ll tap out for a minute. Don’t hold back.”
“I’m not sure about this…” I said even as I swung one thigh over his shoulder, placing my knee beside his head.
He wasn’t laughing anymore. He turned his head and licked the inside of my upper thigh.
“I can taste you,” he whispered.
Wet flooded from my core and he groaned. “You’re slick. Come on, baby. Get up here.”
I placed my other knee on the other side of his head and held myself over him.
