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“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” I say with a smirk I can’t help.Only missionary…I think. Here I was imagining doing such dirty, sinful things with her. Things that would make the devil turn away.
“Please,” she whispers, and her eyes widen for a moment at the realization that she has turned back on her word. She is, after all, beggingme, as I said she would. “Don’t make me say it again.”
I don’t.
In fact, I don’t need her to say anything else at all, sweeping her up into my arms. She gasps in surprise at the sudden movement as I wrap her legs around my waist. I won’t do every nefarious thing I’ve dreamt up for her tonight, but Iwillbe showing her more than missionary.
Guiding her to the bed, I drop her down atop its surface and she lets out a little squeal. Planting myself between her legs, I grab her by the backs of her knees and pull her to me. She props herself up on her elbows, watching as I unzip one boot and toss it aside. On the removal of the second one, I kiss the inside of her ankle, and then bite down on her arch. She giggles, a light, beautiful sound as she tries to yank her foot away, but I hold onto it.
“Ticklish,” she whispers, but her eyes insist on more.
But that’s not the part of her I want my mouth on the most. Hooking my fingers into the hem of her panties, I pull them down, fully exposing her to me. She tries to close her legs, that pink returning to her cheeks, but I pry them open, displaying her before me.
“You don’t get to hide from me, Talia.” I sink down to my knees, enjoying the sight of how wet she is for me as I loop my arms around her thighs and pull her even closer, until her legs are draped over my shoulders.
I start with kissing the inside of her thigh, biting and sucking as I make my way toward their apex. Her head falls back into the comforter.
“Fuck,” I hear her whisper, and I smile against her skin.
Her hips begin to buck, eager for my mouth on her, but still I tease her, running my nose along her seam. She gasps, bucking again. I press a hand to her navel, holding her down, and then I begin.
I drag my tongue from top to bottom in one long, deep stroke, and she cries out in a way I have yet to hear from her. It urges me to continue, slipping my tongue inside her.
She tastes just like I dreamed. Sweet, like honeydew. It makes me hungry. My tongue becomes more voracious, my mouth consuming her in a way that surprises even me as I watch her from between her legs, enjoying every second of devouring her. Her wetness slicks down my chin, and I slip my tongue into her deeper, running another long drag from top to bottom as I pull away. Her moans cut short in protest to my stopping.
But I want to taste her in every way. Still holding onto her thighs, I flip her onto her stomach and push her legs up so her ass is in the air. She tries to crawl away, suddenly shy from being displayed in this way, but I grip her hips.
“Kay, I…” she starts, but my mouth is already on her from behind. The comforter muffles her moans, but there’s no other sounds of protest from her as I tongue-fuck her from behind. My fingers find that bundle of nerves between her legs, working her in every way possible, and she begins to grind on my face, enjoying the sensations I give her.
Trying something bolder, I run my tongue upward, further, to another hole as I slip my fingers inside her.
She tries to pull away from me again, but I hold onto her, keeping her at my mercy as I devour her there, too, and pull away only to graze my fingers there, drawing circles with my thumb.
“You said you didn’t care what I do to you,” I remind her, removing my belt and undoing my pants. “Have you changed your mind?”
She looks at me over her shoulder, her cheeks pink, her breath short, and shakes her head.
“Good girl,” I say, and slide my tip into her, keeping my thumb on her backdoor as I trace slow circles there. She moans into the comforter. Even the tip barely fits. She’s so tight I practically collapse on top of her, wanting to lose myself in her.
I don’t slide into her to the hilt. It would be too overwhelming for her, given her dry sexual history. I’m aware of the effect my cock has on women, and it gets me so fucking hard every time to watch them squirm on the size of it. I tease her, just barely moving my length inside her. I’m not even halfway in, and she’s moaning like it’s the best sex she’s ever had.
That’s what I want to give her.
I’m doing my best not to just throw myself at her.
Slowly, I run my hands across her beautifully shaped ass, over her back, until I’m pressing down where it arches. As I do, I slowly slide more of my length inside of her. She pants, fingers curling into the comforter, clenching so hard her knuckles turn white.
“How you doin’, baby?” I run a hand gently up her shoulder and brush the hair away from her face.
“You’re so fucking big,” she nearly gasps as I slide more of me into her.
“And you’re so fucking tight,” I praise her, and slide deeper.
She moans, a beautiful, full sound that I long to hear again. I pull out, easing myself back into her, earning the sound once again. I think it might be my new favorite sound.
“Please, Kay,” she says hoarsely.
“Please what, baby?”
