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"Bend over on your hands and knees on the bed."
Westin
I watched as she licked her lips nervously. "What, are you going to spank me?"
"Do you want to be spanked?" His voice sounded like gravel. "Do you understand that you distract me when I'm supposed to be focused? All I can think about is touching you again. I'm not supposed to be here.”
I unsnapped the buttons along her spine in a swift motion, my eyes on her arse. I wanted to bite it. And spank it. And Christ, I wanted to fuck it. Would she let me?
I needed her too damn much. And now here she was, offering herself up to me. My cock twitched painfully in my joggers, and I tried to rationalize with my inner demons. Telling them that they didn’t want out.
Shaking with anticipation, I looped my hands in the waistband of her leggings and yanked them down her legs.
Her gasp was sharp, but she didn’t protest.
In the darkness, I could just make out the sweet lips of her pussy, and I wanted to bury myself inside her deep and never come up for air. Her scent surrounded me even as I fought for some measure of control. But it was no use around her.
With her knees apart, I helped her tug the leggings and her thong all the way off her legs.
When her legs were bare, I repositioned her so that her legs were parted, bracing her on the bed properly in the perfect position for me to slide home.
But as her scent wrapped around me, driving the need that took over my body, I knelt behind her. “So fucking pretty.”
The first taste of her on my tongue was better than anything I could think of eating. She was sweet and spicy, and I lapped at her swollen lips like a starving man. Please, God, please let me die like this. Let this be my final resting place.
Her breathy moans spurred me on, and I spread her lips with my fingers, exploring every inch of her. Unable to leave any part of her unexplored. When I wrapped my lips over her clit, she moaned my name and scored her nails on the bed linens. That’s what I was looking for from her. Something deep and primal drove me on. I had to mark her as mine. I flicked my tongue against her clit, and she moaned. And when I slid a finger into her, pressing the raised flesh at the front of her tight, silken walls and stroking her G-spot, she came around me with a tight grip on my finger.
Watching her come, knowing I'd taken her there, should have calmed me a little, but it didn’t. It just drove me harder. I wanted more. Wanted to make her beg to come again and again and again.
I kissed her inner thighs before standing behind her. I quickly shed my clothes and grabbed a condom out of my wallet. Her smooth, wet lips beckoned me, and I couldn’t resist sliding the bare tip of my cock through her folds.
"Oh my God," she ground out.
When I aligned the tip to her sweet opening, I could still feel the tremors of her around the head of my cock. I stood perfectly still, letting her convulse around me, before I pulled back with a growl.
Sliding the condom on, I aligned myself back to her slick core.
Nissa canted her hips backward, and I bit my bottom lip. Go slow, go slow, go slow. But I was too far gone to listen to my meddling brain. She was so wet, and I slid all the way in with no resistance. Like she was made for me.
She gasped and dropped her head as I drove into her again and again. Her inner walls stroked me, massaging steadily. My blood boiled, and I gritted my teeth against the impending orgasm, the feeling of freedom within reach. But it didn’t come. Focusing all my attention on her and the sensation around my dick, I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers pressing into her soft flesh.
The sweat dripped off my brow as I filled her, so high on the feeling of being inside her that I never wanted to be anywhere else.
As I fucked her from behind, Nissa cupped her breasts and moaned as I thrust in and out of her, my grip on her hips steely. Her eyes were half-closed, mouth slightly open as if in a trance. I leaned into her neck, my chest against her back, nipping at the soft flesh there and breathing heavily as our bodies slid together in rhythm.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I squeezed slightly, eliciting a gasp from her. The feeling of control was almost too much for me, but it felt so good at the same time, as if all the power in this moment was concentrated between us two and we were one unstoppable force of passion and lust. "Play with yourself," I growled, feeling her inner walls quivering around me. "I want to feel you coming around my cock."
She obliged, slipping one hand down her belly and teasing her clit. With each rub of her finger against that sensitive bud, she chanted my name like a prayer, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body.
With a snarl, I released one hand and joined it to hers, sliding over her clit. I tried to rub faster, but she slowed me down. I tried to control it, but she intertwined our fingers, making me take my time.
I ground into her from behind as we moved together, her tight walls gripping me like a vice as my hips crashed against hers. As she dragged out each moan and gasp of pleasure, I felt myself getting closer and closer to release. Our breathing grew ragged and our movements desperate as if trying to capture a feeling too fleeting for words.
But it stayed just out of reach. I needed to see her face. I pulled back, sliding from her, and turning her over. Our eyes locked for a moment, and I saw the heat and desire in them. She was just as addicted to me as I was to her.
I settled between her thighs, and my gaze slid down her body. I swallowed thickly, homing in on her wet lips where I wanted to bury myself again. My hands found purchase around her hips, my thumbs brushing circles against her skin.
I leaned down and kissed her. All it took was her tongue sliding over mine, and the promise of bliss was back. I started to spiral out of control again, but in a good way.
