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I lift her in my hands, wrap her legs around me, and move us toward her bed. Lowering her onto it, I sink myself down onto her.
Her dress has slipped, pooling at her waist, the heat of her arousal soaking through her underwear and hugging my cock through my boxer briefs where I’m pressed against her.
I’m so fucking amped up I don’t know where to begin. I fumble like a newbie, the possibilities of what I want to do to her and how I want to do them, endless.
I start by dragging my mouth over the skin of her jaw, hands pushing her dress farther up her sides, then hooking into the lacy band of her underwear and guiding them down her legs.
I unlace her boots. Toss them to the floor. Press a kiss to the inside of her knee. Sweep the blacks and grays of my inked hands up her bare thighs before parting them—her wet, pink pussy bared to me.
“Fuck me,Little D. You’re so fucking perfect.” My dick twitches in my briefs at the sight. “You going to let me taste you?”
She nods and pants out a breath, hands fisted at the waistband of my underwear. “Yes. Yes. Please, Jude. I need you to touch me.Please.”
Well, damn. My girl likes to beg. And I fuckinglovethe sound of her begging.
I lean down and lick up her slit in one solid sweep, giving her what she needs.
She tastes like heaven in my mouth.
Like sweetness.
Like serenity.
Likepussy.
Arms wound around her thighs, my fingers dip into her soft flesh, keeping her legs parted as I feast on her.
My cock grows harder, to the point that it’s painful. I slip a hand down my boxer briefs to relieve the ache, and a groan tears from my throat. It vibrates against her, and she moans sodamn loud in response it could take the walls down around us—a sound I sure as fuck could get used to.
Sucking on her clit, I push two fingers inside her wet heat, and immediately, she tightens around me—back arching clear off the bed, breasts jiggling with the movement—and my cock swells thicker in my hand.
I tighten my grasp on my dick and give it a hard stroke, pleasure racing up my spine.
“Holy hell, Jude. That feels so good. Your mouth feels so fucking good,” she pants, and gasps, her hands pulling harder on my hair.
Fuck.Andyes.I moan.
Her pussy clamps down around my fingers, so fucking needy. “It’s your pussy that feels so good, baby. Swallowing my fingers. So fucking greedy.”
She cries out, pushing into me, fucking my face so goddamn beautifully.
I thrust into her with my hand, devour her with my mouth, until she’s writhing beneath me, moaning my name, andfuck,if I could drag this out forever, I would.
Switching hands, I sink two new fingers inside her, coat them with her arousal, and use that same hand to reach down and fuck my fist with the feel of her wetness on my palm.
Goddamn,the way it would feel to be inside her. Dragging my cock through her wet, tight walls.
I almost come just thinking about it.
She pushes up onto her elbows, and her gaze locks with mine. “Oh my god, are you—are you…” she gives my fist working my length a pointed stare.“Oh, fuck.”She falls back onto the mattress, watching me stroke my dick through her lashes. “That is so hot, Jude. God, I really like watching you.”
Her words spur me on, and I jack myself harder, eyes pinned to hers as I lick her cunt.
“Does it feel good?” she asks, a breathy moan following suit.
“Fuck yeah, it does, baby. Your juices are all over my cock, and I’m choking my dick just to keep from coming with the taste of your sweet pussy on my mouth.”
She arches off the bed again at my words, hands digging further into my hair and gripping tighter. The sounds that fall from her mouth have me squeezing the head of my dick harder, willing myself not to shoot too soon.