Page 57 of That Touch


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“Please,” I’m already begging.

“Please what?”

“More.” I reach for his hand, trying to force it down between my thighs, but he stops my movements.

“Tsk, tsk, you didn’t sayplease, young lady.”

“Please touch me,” I practically pant the words.

“Mmm, I like hearing you beg.” His fingertips trail down my body so excruciatingly slowly that by the time he reaches the juncture of my thighs, I can feel my wetness. “Oh, you’re so wet already.” His fingertip lightly dips between my folds, then he runs it up and back down, excitement shooting straight up to my nipples, where he bites me.

“Ohhh, yesss!” My back arches. I want more. I need more.

“Are you mine, Dolly?”

“Yes, yes, I’m yours.”

“Good girl. Now, spread your thighs so I can taste your sweet pussy.”

My thighs fall open in obedience as he scoots himself down my body, planting kisses along the way until his mouth finds my wet center. He kisses me sweetly, his tongue swirling around my most intimate parts as he moans, his eyes rolling back in his head.

“Fuck, I’ve missed your taste.” He drags his hands up my thighs, spreading me apart further, his voraciousness growing with each passing second as he claims me with his tongue. He moans against me, the vibrations intensifying my pleasure as my hands grip the sheets beneath me. He has me practically bent in half as he spreads me as far as he can, his tongue lapping at me, dipping inside me as I begin to shake.

“Oh, oh, oh!” is the only sound I can muster over and over, falling from my lips as I squeeze my knees against his shoulders. My orgasm rips through my body unapologetically. I tremble and shake, finally relaxing into a state of pure bliss as Ranger kisses his way back up my body.

“Guess I decided to let you come after all. I just couldn’t stop myself.” He wraps his hand around my jaw, holding my face in place as he devours my mouth, the tang of my own release still on his tongue.

“Tell me something, Dolly.” He pulls back, still holding my jaw as he looks down at me. “Did you ever touch yourself to thoughts of me over the years?” He runs his nose up my neck to my ear. “Did you ever slide your fingers inside yourself wishing it was my thick cock?”

“Yes.”

“Show me.”

I look up at him for a second before releasing the sheet at my side and bringing my fingers to my aching body. I run my fingers over my pubic area, dipping them between my folds before circling around my clit.

“More.” His deep voice rattles through my body as he watches my movements intently. I spread myself, sliding my finger inside before pulling it back out. I repeat the process, watching his jaw clench as his fingers tighten around my neck.

“Mmm, that makes me want to do naughty things to you.” He leans in, his hand coming up to cup my jaw as he flicks my earlobe with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth for a second. “I can’t tell you how many times I stroked myself to thoughts of you on your knees in front of me, your lips wrapped around me.”

I can feel his tip pressing against my entrance, and I attempt to pull myself down onto him an inch further. He moves his hand down from my jaw to my throat, tightening his grip as he pushes me down further till he breaches my entrance.

“Ah!” I clutch the sheets tighter.

“Are you trying to get fucked, baby?” I bite down on my bottom lip hard as I nod my head, my eyes closing. “Look at me.” My eyes pop back open. “Tell me what you want.”

“You, inside me.”

“Do you want it slow? You want me to make love to you, or do you want it rough? Do you want me to fuck you?”

Just hearing him say it like that already has me ready to beg him to be rough with me. “Rough.” I barely squeak the word out. I can feel my cheeks redden with embarrassment. I’ve never been asked what I want in bed before.

“Good, because I’m not sure I could be gentle with you right now.” He releases my throat, pushing himself up to straddle my body. He holds himself in his hand, pumping up and down a few times. “Open your mouth for me.”

I obey and he slides his cock past my lips. I wrap them around his tip just before he slides it in a little deeper. “Ohh, yes.” His groan is strained as he leans forward to grip the headboard above me, his hips pumping slightly as he begins to slowly fuck my face. “That’s right, sweetheart, get me nice and wet. Fuck, you look so good like this.” He slides in until he hits the back of my throat, causing me to gag.

I expect him to keep going until he finishes, but he pulls out, sitting back a little further on his knees so that his cock is hovering over my breasts. He reaches his hands down, cupping one in each hand as he presses them together, his cock resting between them.

“I told you I fantasized so many times about fucking your luscious tits.” He watches his movements as he begins to thrust his hips forward then back, toying with my nipples as his breathing grows rapid. His chest is tight, his pecs firm as his pace quickens. “Shit, I don’t want to come till I’m in you.” He releases my breasts, his hands going to my waist. “Flip over,” he commands, rolling me to my stomach as he grabs my hips and pulls me up to my hands and knees.

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