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He caught me by surprise as his dick convulsed inside me. “Oh, oh.” My eyes rounded as my orgasm started out slow, but then grew and grew. “Oh fuck, I’m coming,” I breathed, digging my fingers into his shoulders. He rocked his hips into me, massaging my clit until my release hit. “Simon!”
I shuddered, and he held me close, both of us trying to catch our breaths.
Before long, he set me down on my feet and pulled out. I lay back against the wall, cool air brushing my skin where I’d started to perspire in the frenzy of it all. His tongue flicked out, catching a bead of sweat. “Mmm, Lilah. You taste so sweet.”
I was warm, content, brain on a high as he sank lower and lower without my noticing. His tongue trailed down my stomach to my belly button. Then lower, tangling in my hair before it hit the sweet spot. Heat swamped me as his tongue circled my straining bud. Oh shit. I was so sensitive down there that he’d just jacked it up a few notches, anyway.
“Fuck me,” Simon said. He yanked me up, my back moving against the wall as he hiked my thighs up over his shoulders, his face between my legs.
“What the—?”
He bit the inside of my thigh, and I screamed. His tongue swept over me and then continued tasting my pussy.
Holy shit. Surprise riddled me. I’d just come, and so did he. This was more than just getting off.
He moaned along with his attentions. God, this was hot.
It felt amazing, it always did, but nothing would come of it. I knew from experience that I’d never orgasm this way. My body just wasn’t set up for it. I pulled my hands through his dark hair. “I won’t be able to,” I told him, voice breathy.
He smirked, his lips brushing against my sensitive skin. “Now that sounds like a challenge.”
“No, I mean it,” I told him. “I’ve never been able to.”
He pulled back, his gaze tracking up my body to mine. “Never?”
I shook my head.
“Well, that’s about to change.”
He looked back at my pussy, new focus in his eyes, but we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Simon’s shoulders deflated. “Come in,” he barked.
“Come in?” I asked, shocked, trying to push Simon away and cover myself, but he was too strong. “Simon!”
A man, a little younger than myself peeked in. His eyes grew wide as he looked at us, Simon’s face buried between my legs and my upper half on full display. “S-sorry. There’s been noise complaints,” he said, avoiding his gaze.
“Come in,” Simon said.
“Simon!” I yelled again, still struggling against him. What the fuck?
He pinned me against the wall, then turned back toward the intruder. “Come in,” he said, his voice forceful, melodic.
The guy’s face morphed infinitesimally. He moved inside the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Lock the door.”
He did as Simon told him.
“This here is Delilah. Tell her hello.”
“Hello, Delilah,” the guy said, his gaze searching every inch of my body. His cheeks reddened as he took his fill, but his eyes sparked sensually.
“Good,” Simon said, smirking. He turned back to me. “Don’t worry, dear. Everything’s going to be fine.”
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Simon
I shuddered, and he held me close, both of us trying to catch our breaths.
Before long, he set me down on my feet and pulled out. I lay back against the wall, cool air brushing my skin where I’d started to perspire in the frenzy of it all. His tongue flicked out, catching a bead of sweat. “Mmm, Lilah. You taste so sweet.”
I was warm, content, brain on a high as he sank lower and lower without my noticing. His tongue trailed down my stomach to my belly button. Then lower, tangling in my hair before it hit the sweet spot. Heat swamped me as his tongue circled my straining bud. Oh shit. I was so sensitive down there that he’d just jacked it up a few notches, anyway.
“Fuck me,” Simon said. He yanked me up, my back moving against the wall as he hiked my thighs up over his shoulders, his face between my legs.
“What the—?”
He bit the inside of my thigh, and I screamed. His tongue swept over me and then continued tasting my pussy.
Holy shit. Surprise riddled me. I’d just come, and so did he. This was more than just getting off.
He moaned along with his attentions. God, this was hot.
It felt amazing, it always did, but nothing would come of it. I knew from experience that I’d never orgasm this way. My body just wasn’t set up for it. I pulled my hands through his dark hair. “I won’t be able to,” I told him, voice breathy.
He smirked, his lips brushing against my sensitive skin. “Now that sounds like a challenge.”
“No, I mean it,” I told him. “I’ve never been able to.”
He pulled back, his gaze tracking up my body to mine. “Never?”
I shook my head.
“Well, that’s about to change.”
He looked back at my pussy, new focus in his eyes, but we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Simon’s shoulders deflated. “Come in,” he barked.
“Come in?” I asked, shocked, trying to push Simon away and cover myself, but he was too strong. “Simon!”
A man, a little younger than myself peeked in. His eyes grew wide as he looked at us, Simon’s face buried between my legs and my upper half on full display. “S-sorry. There’s been noise complaints,” he said, avoiding his gaze.
“Come in,” Simon said.
“Simon!” I yelled again, still struggling against him. What the fuck?
He pinned me against the wall, then turned back toward the intruder. “Come in,” he said, his voice forceful, melodic.
The guy’s face morphed infinitesimally. He moved inside the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Lock the door.”
He did as Simon told him.
“This here is Delilah. Tell her hello.”
“Hello, Delilah,” the guy said, his gaze searching every inch of my body. His cheeks reddened as he took his fill, but his eyes sparked sensually.
“Good,” Simon said, smirking. He turned back to me. “Don’t worry, dear. Everything’s going to be fine.”
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Chapter Eleven
Simon