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“I want to see your gorgeous tits, Tokki-ya. Take off your shirt,” I order throatily, ripping my mouth from hers. My fingers massage her pussy, thumb rubbing her swollen little clit.

Monroe looks up at me dazed and flushed, breathing hard. Then she fumbles for the hem of the shirt she’s wearing—another long cotton t-shirt of mine—and wiggles out of it.

Her nude body is in full view for me to enjoy. She’s a petite woman, but that doesn’t mean she has no curves. It’s the opposite—Monroe is all delicate, supple curves, from how her teardrop-shaped breasts hang to where her slender stomach ends and her round hips begin. Her mound is flat and decorated with a patch of trimmed curls, the outline of her vulva plump and erotic.

All bathed in delicious, sweet brown skin that’s beautifully exotic to a man like me.

I can’t resist touching her as my eyes scan the length of her. My rough, tattooed hands slide along the side of her torso and feel her delicate ribs beneath my palms. My mouth gravitates to one of her dark, puffy nipples. She arches into me, moaning in instant pleasure.

I run my tongue along the peak and suck at the soft mound of flesh. The nick I’d made on her breast the night in the alley hasmostly healed, nothing more than a faint scratch mark. I let my tongue travel across it, peering at her with dark, hungry eyes as I do.

Monroe watches, mouth agape, brows knitted.

She loves having her breasts played with. Lightly sucked and bitten. Licked and groped. She writhes as I do all these things and more, leaving the pair gleaming with my saliva, her nipples swollen and stiff.

As my mouth descends across her stomach, she starts playing with them herself, tugging and pinching. Her hips buck against me impatiently.

But we’re going at my pace. I’m torturing her, sucking at her stomach, laving my tongue like an animal. My fingers return to her pussy, sliding inside, then out. I spread her wetness and circle her clit. It throbs at the merest touch. A few more rubs and she’d probably come like this.

That easily.

“You want to come?” I ask her, sucking at her hipbone.

“Y-yes please,” she stammers so politely, I almost laugh.

“Then roll over,” I command. “I want you on your stomach. How do Americans say it? Face down, ass up. Is that understood?”

“Wha… now?”

“Yes, now. Do it.”

She lets out a tiny, breathless squeak as she scrambles to roll over. She gets right into position like she had the first night we were together. Her hips lift and she pushes her ass back toward me. I watch as her small hands clutch at the comforter as if she’s preparing herself for what’s to come.

A satisfied grin comes to my face.

She’s truly the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen like this. But, as it turns out, I’m a greedy man, which means I want even more.

“Grab your ass cheeks, Tokki-ya,” I say. “Spread them open for me.”

“Jin,” she whines.

I slam my hand to her ass, spanking her hard and suddenly. “Don’t make me tell you again.”

I can feel her embarrassment as she reaches around and pulls her ass cheeks apart, showing me the most forbidden and intimate parts of herself.

The erotic brown folds spread and her juicy pink pussy opens only for me—and the little puckered hole I bet has never been penetrated or even pleasured.

Primal instincts take over. I’m no longer Jin, the disciplined and principled man always in check. I’m a hedonistic animal driven by primordial urges encoded in his DNA.

Monroe’s pussy is sweet and musky, dripping wet. So inviting that I bury my face in it with a long, ravenous swipe of my tongue.

“OHHH… YESSS!” she cries out. “Yes… eat my pussy... that feels so… ohhhh…”

One drop of Monroe’s pussy juices, and I know I won’t ever get enough. My tongue lashes at her soft, soaking pussy like I’m at a feast and she’s on the menu. I jam my hand inside my pants and stroke my throbbing hard cock as I do.

She’s not the only one on the edge of coming. I could come like this, with my face buried in her pussy. The feel of her is enough as she melts in my mouth.

I thrust my tongue inside her and lap away.