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I shrug off my shirt. “No, I don’t.”
“Yes, you do.” She giggles. Reaching forward, she grabs the waistband of my sweats and pulls me forward. My hands plant on the bed. I narrow my eyes at her, then pounce.
My fingers encircle her wrists as I pin them above her head. “You laughin’ at me?”
“No, I just think it’s kind of cute.”
“Cute?” I grumble, my face wrinkling in distaste. The thought of that word and me in the same sentence makes me want to jump off a bridge. “I’m not shy, and I’m certainly not fucking cute.” I shake my head. “Jesus, what are you trying to do to me?”
Fucking cute.
She giggles again, her chest heaving right under my eyes. I glance down, seeing her cleavage shake and tremble with each breath and laugh she takes.
I bend down, sinking my teeth right into the meat of her breast until I taste a hint of blood.
“Oh.” She arches into me, her breast going even further into my mouth.
I look up at her and smirk, seeing the instant lust in her gaze. Licking my lips, I release one of her hands and fold my fingers over the top of her tank, ripping it down aggressively and swallowing down a groan at the sight of her breasts.
I bend down, licking where my teeth marks have imprinted and soothing the tender skin. My tongue trails down, swirling around a nipple and then popping it into my mouth and sucking hard.
“Aziel.” She gasps, her free hand falling down to my back as her nails sink into my skin, creating deep scores from her need and desire. She’s moves against me, greedy and wanting.
I pin her down further, pressing my hand against her wrist and my pelvis against her groin. She grunts in displeasure, and it makes me smirk against her breast.
“Please.” She whimpers.
“No.” I murmur, moving from her breast to her stomach, nipping at her belly and leaving a trail of teeth marks down towards her thigh. I tease her, running my stomach through the tiny hair she keeps between her legs. Inhaling.
Her arousal trails through my senses and thickens the room with her scent. I growl when I see the wetness between her legs, dampening her thighs.
“I need you.” She whines.
“I need you.” I echo.
My tongue darts out, sliding between her folds and tasting her sweet scent. I can’t get enough as I dive back for more, sliding my tongue against her velvet skin all the way to her clit that pulses with need.
I release her wrist, grabbing her around the waist and flipping her around. Her ass sits on top of my face, while hers lingers above my painful erection straining against my sweats.
Her greedy hands tear at my pants, pulling at the waistband until my erection springs free. Her hot hands grab at it, her mouth diving down and sucking as if she’s desperate for every last drop.
I release a guttural groan against her folds, the vibration making her twitch against me. She gets wetter, dripping down her legs and against my cheeks.
Her mouth goes down as far as she can until she chokes and coughs, but that doesn’t stop her. She keeps moving, up and down, up and down.
I grip her ass in my palms as I press her against my face, sucking her clit and flattening my tongue against her folds. It becomes a race, each of us fighting to be the first to release.
This isn’t the finish line.
When I can’t take any more, I reach down and grab onto her hair and pull her off me, flipping over as I press her face into the bed. Her ass remains poised upright, back arched in the most beautiful slope. Her skin is golden, as if permanently tanned even through the winter months in the mountains.
I lean over to the bedside table, grabbing a condom and slipping it on with quick motions. I grab hold of my cock with the hand that isn’t gripping her hair, lining it up to her sex and pressing in slowly. Her backside twitches, as if the feeling is too much for her.
It only makes me press more.
Once I’m to the hilt, I create a slow thrust, loving the feel of my length sliding against her tight walls. In and out I go, the sound of her juices the only sounds in the room besides her small pants.
She keeps her face in the bed, ever the obedient one when we’re together. Her hands go behind her back, lacing just above her waist.
