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Story: Ache For Her
“Yes,” she cried out. “Yes, Simon. More.” She turned her head toward the guy. “What do you see?”
“An angel,” he said.
She bit down on her lip, a small smile playing on her lips. “Mmm, I like that. The devil fucking an angel, and the angel wants more.”
I pinched her ass, and she laughed. In the next instant, her whole body tensed, and she let out a delicious moan.
“Oh my God, Simon.”
I felt the change in her too. She was going to come.
I moved my hand from her ass and sank two fingers into her pussy, thrusting in and out as I circled her clit again and again.
“Oh my God, Simon, I’m going to. Fuck.” She delved her fingers into my hair, pulling me closer.
The boy grunted, his arousal heightening with hers. He was going to ruin this for me. His Neanderthal like voice was going to shout over her pleasure, I could already tell. “Stop,” I said.
“What?” Lilah cried. “I can’t.” She pushed her hips closer to me.
“Not you. Boy.” I swirled over her nub.
“Fuck you,” he said, his strokes quickening.
I looked over, his face was strained as he jerked wildly.
A growl started deep in my throat.
“Oh, Simon. Don’t stop. Please.”
He was close to us. I hadn’t realized he’d gotten within touching distance. Our audience wanted to mingle, but that sure as fuck wasn’t going to happen. Why were humans so insipid?
I cocked him one. I knew the force of my blow would knock him out. Sure enough, he fell over, hitting the wall and then crashing down onto the bed.
Lilah cried out, her eyes widening, but then I was stroking her with my tongue again, distracting her. Her head fell back against the wall and she held my face to her pussy as her climax threatened. The boy was all but forgotten when she said, “Please make me. Oh, God, please make me.”
If it was the last thing I did, I was going to make her convulse over my tongue.
I continued pumping inside her with my fingers as my tongue did its magic. Her breathing escalated until she panted loudly. I liked her like this. Fucking and making noise without a care in the world.
“Simon,” she called out. A half plea, half warning.
“You’ve got this, baby.”
I removed my hands and forced my tongue inside her.
She came on a scream, her body spasming around me.
Fucking Christ, she was exquisite. Her tiny pleas as she came down off her high were like music to my ears. I licked her clit, and she convulsed in my arms once. We didn’t move for several moments until her body relaxed. Then, I gingerly took her feet off my shoulders and set her down. She wobbled before leaning back against the wall. A small smile formed on her lips. “We’re going to have to do that again.”
No shit.
Cold air doused me when that thought entered my brain. Do that again? Did I want to? My body sure as fuck screamed yes, but what the hell was this? I wanted her again and again. I’d never wanted anyone like that before. I usually craved different women at different times. This was all new. Why did I just crave her? I’d wanted her to come. Was it because there was no one else around?
Even as I thought it, I disregarded the thought. There were women who eyed me as we’d made our way to the compartment. I could’ve easily had one of them in here by now, but no, I’d been waiting for Delilah to make the move, and when she did, my body sung as if it moved only to her tune.
Caught up in my own thoughts, I hadn’t realized Delilah had bent over the boy. “Stay away from him,” I snapped. I gripped her arm and threw her on the bed. She bounced there, then stared up at me in confusion. “Don’t fucking touch him.”
“Did you hurt him?” she asked.
“An angel,” he said.
She bit down on her lip, a small smile playing on her lips. “Mmm, I like that. The devil fucking an angel, and the angel wants more.”
I pinched her ass, and she laughed. In the next instant, her whole body tensed, and she let out a delicious moan.
“Oh my God, Simon.”
I felt the change in her too. She was going to come.
I moved my hand from her ass and sank two fingers into her pussy, thrusting in and out as I circled her clit again and again.
“Oh my God, Simon, I’m going to. Fuck.” She delved her fingers into my hair, pulling me closer.
The boy grunted, his arousal heightening with hers. He was going to ruin this for me. His Neanderthal like voice was going to shout over her pleasure, I could already tell. “Stop,” I said.
“What?” Lilah cried. “I can’t.” She pushed her hips closer to me.
“Not you. Boy.” I swirled over her nub.
“Fuck you,” he said, his strokes quickening.
I looked over, his face was strained as he jerked wildly.
A growl started deep in my throat.
“Oh, Simon. Don’t stop. Please.”
He was close to us. I hadn’t realized he’d gotten within touching distance. Our audience wanted to mingle, but that sure as fuck wasn’t going to happen. Why were humans so insipid?
I cocked him one. I knew the force of my blow would knock him out. Sure enough, he fell over, hitting the wall and then crashing down onto the bed.
Lilah cried out, her eyes widening, but then I was stroking her with my tongue again, distracting her. Her head fell back against the wall and she held my face to her pussy as her climax threatened. The boy was all but forgotten when she said, “Please make me. Oh, God, please make me.”
If it was the last thing I did, I was going to make her convulse over my tongue.
I continued pumping inside her with my fingers as my tongue did its magic. Her breathing escalated until she panted loudly. I liked her like this. Fucking and making noise without a care in the world.
“Simon,” she called out. A half plea, half warning.
“You’ve got this, baby.”
I removed my hands and forced my tongue inside her.
She came on a scream, her body spasming around me.
Fucking Christ, she was exquisite. Her tiny pleas as she came down off her high were like music to my ears. I licked her clit, and she convulsed in my arms once. We didn’t move for several moments until her body relaxed. Then, I gingerly took her feet off my shoulders and set her down. She wobbled before leaning back against the wall. A small smile formed on her lips. “We’re going to have to do that again.”
No shit.
Cold air doused me when that thought entered my brain. Do that again? Did I want to? My body sure as fuck screamed yes, but what the hell was this? I wanted her again and again. I’d never wanted anyone like that before. I usually craved different women at different times. This was all new. Why did I just crave her? I’d wanted her to come. Was it because there was no one else around?
Even as I thought it, I disregarded the thought. There were women who eyed me as we’d made our way to the compartment. I could’ve easily had one of them in here by now, but no, I’d been waiting for Delilah to make the move, and when she did, my body sung as if it moved only to her tune.
Caught up in my own thoughts, I hadn’t realized Delilah had bent over the boy. “Stay away from him,” I snapped. I gripped her arm and threw her on the bed. She bounced there, then stared up at me in confusion. “Don’t fucking touch him.”
“Did you hurt him?” she asked.