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I slid my tongue in her mouth and heard her moan softly in response. Now that I’d accepted my craving for her, had given myself permission to have her, savage need knifed through me.
As I kissed her, I quickly dispatched her bra, leaning down to run my tongue around one stiff, pink nipple as I slid between her legs causing her to gasp and squirm under me. I spent considerable time just kissing, sucking, and biting her breasts and nipples. I could spend hours listening to her pants and moans as I ran my tongue and teeth over her sensitized skin.
“Grab the slats on the headboard,” I ordered huskily. I had restraints, but, for some reason, I didn’t want to use them on her. Her eyes blinked open and hazy blue orbs stared back at me, the topaz in them glittering like molten gold. “Don’t let go. Understand?”
She nodded her head, so aroused by the way my mouth had just laid claim to every inch of her skin from the waist up that she didn’t even question my command.
“Good girl,” I whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe and sliding my hand into her now damp panties. My finger immediately plunged inside her, desperation urging me to get her ready quickly. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out.
I sat up and yanked her panties down her legs, and my lust nearly overwhelmed me when I saw the fading hickey on her lower belly. I gave it a quick suck, causing her to gasp and giggle.
But I didn’t want her laughing. I wanted—needed—her frantic with passion, wet and ready for the pounding I was about to unleash on her.
I quickly slid my mouth down and opened the lips of her pussy and gave her a strong swipe that ended with my tongue sucking and flicking eagerly against her clit. I wanted to fucking devour her, leave my imprint over every inch of her pussy.
Her giggle abruptly ended in a squeak as her hips moved wildly in an attempt to follow my mouth. So wildly, I ultimately had to grip her narrow hips so she wouldn’t knock me the fuck out with her flailing. With great pleasure, I held her down and ravaged her pussy, leaving no part of it untouched.
“Ivan, Ivan, please…oh my god,” she said over and over. I took my mouth away and when she lifted her head, I slid two fingers inside her and started pumping. Her head fell back with a low groan. She was so wet, I slid another finger inside, but it was a tight fit. I watched her expression closely and saw her wince slightly, so I put my mouth back on her clit, which had her crying out in pleasure once again.
I pulled back, entranced as I watched my fingers stretch the flesh I had every intention of owning. When she was taking three of my fingers, that was it. I needed to have her.
Now.
I reached over to my nightstand to grab the condoms I’d put there, knowing even then that I’d be using them with her. Her soft eyes looked up at me as I kneeled between her sprawled legs and tore open the packet.
She frowned slightly and opened her mouth, but quickly closed it.
“What?” I said, encouraging her to speak.
“I…you don’t have to wear that. I’m on the pill,” she said. “My mom put me and Hannah on the pill when we turned eighteen. Young pregnancy and all that.”
I stared at her, dumbfounded. Could I have sex without a condom? My stomach tightened at the thought. I’d never done it before, way too cautious to even consider it, even when I’d been given the green light to go without.
“Emmy, you should never let someone fuck you without a condom,” I chastised lightly. I was stalling, unsure what to do.
She gave me a small smile. “You’re not someone. You’re you. I trust you with my life. Why wouldn’t I trust you with this?”
It was like every word was designed to annihilate a different area of my being. I was dying to feel the hot, wet silk of her pussy against my bare skin, but the thought of doing something so reckless, so intimate, grated on me, made me edgy.
Instead of responding, I opened the packet and rolled the condom on my dick.
I couldn’t do it. Not even with her.
Her smile dropped away, her eyes glimmering with the perceived rejection of my choice. My chest constricted at her resigned expression. I leaned in and dropped a kiss on her pouting mouth, trying to kiss away her disappointment, soften the blow of my choice by giving her affection and pleasure.
Thankfully, it didn’t take long for her to respond to my kisses, her hips eagerly seeking greater contact. Groaning, I pulled her thighs apart and lined my cock up with the soft opening of her pussy, almost beside myself with desire for her.
Before I thrust, I took her hands off the headboard and held her wrists on the pillow beside her head. I knew she wouldn’t be able to keep still on her own, that she would probably be grabbing onto me with the first thrust.
I looked her in the eyes and was surprised to see her staring at me intently. I was disoriented and captivated by the passion, affection, and various other emotions I had less interest in identifying in the moment, lurking within their depths. “You sure you want this?” I stupidly asked again.
What if she said no?
Fuck.
My worry was for nothing. She licked her full lips and gave me a full, seductive smile. “Oh, absolutely.”
Her answer had me kissing her again, her mouth, her neck, her nipples until she was once again writhing under me, moving her pussy in a way that felt like a fucking invitation to my desperate cock.