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Story: Pucking His Enemy
I give them what we both want, wrapping my lips around one while twisting the other.
Those sinful fingers wind back into my hair, holding me in place, but I’m far from idle.
I shift until I fall between her thighs, and my dick slides against her skin, making us both moan.
“Wait,” she breathes, her thighs squeezing me. “We need a condom.”
I lean up and smile.
“Way ahead of you, sweetheart.”
I prop myself up to reach the side table.
As I open the drawer, I feel hands push my shirt up before wet heat envelops one of my nipples.
I clench my fingers around the condom, trying not to moan.
Sensitive nipples have my dick kicking against her thigh, and I know she felt it.
I move quickly, sliding back down her body and gripping the back of her head to slam our mouths together.
Her moan is as harsh as my touch, and I swallow it down as fire burns inside me.
I don’t know how long it takes to get out of my clothes, but when I’m finally back between her legs, condom tight on my dick, I know this won’t last much longer.
But I’m determined to make her come again.
“Hold on to something, sweetheart,” I warn, baring my teeth as I line up with her entrance.
Her eyes lock with mine as I thrust forward, burying my dick in her molten cunt... teeth grazing her skin as I bottom out.
“Oh fuck,” she gasps, throwing her head back. “Fuck.”
Her lips are parted, plump and glistening from where she’s been biting them.
There’s a faint sheen of sweat on her upper lip, catching the light, and her lashes flutter against flushed cheeks.
Her eyes—half-lidded, glassy with want—lock on mine like she’s daring me to break.
Her skin’s, dewy and damp, neck stretched back, breath ragged.
Her mouth is a goddamn invitation—pouty, wet, aching to be wrecked.
I’m ready to shove my cock between those lips or sink it deeper where she’s already gripping me tight.
“Does it hurt?” I ask against her throat, biting down as I try to give her a second to adjust.
Her fingers clutch at me like she’s drowning— one hand gripping my shoulder, the other clawing at my ass.
When she digs in hard, I nearly lose every thread of control I’m barely holding.
I grit out, “Do you need a minute?”
She shakes her head, panting, voice raw. “No. It’s just your dick it’s so…full.”
I press on her clit, helping her to take all of me, loosening her resistance.
Then she whispers it, breath hot and filthy.
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