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Her back arches up off the bed, her breasts rising beautifully toward the ceiling. And I love the sight of her silky skin, dotted with adorable freckles.
“It feels so good,” Quinn sobs, her breaths ragged as she rides out another release.
She flushes beautifully each time she comes, and I love watching the way her eyes dilate. Her lips are swollen from my kisses, which were wild and adamant and completely careless of how delicate she is. I’ve taken everything from her tonight—all she offered and more. And right now, as I worship the perfection of her sweet pussy, her beautiful body, I can’t bring myself to feel guilty.
Because she’s everything. She’s all I’ll ever want.
And that thought terrifies me most of all.
Releasing her legs slowly, I ease them back onto the bed, letting her relax as I guide her sexy thighs open once more. And she welcomes me in, reaching up to wrap her fingers around the back of my neck so she can guide my lips to hers.
“So perfect,” I murmur, running my palm down the silken skin between her breasts. And as I rock inside her, I continue to explore her body until my thumb brushes across the sensitive point at the peak of her thighs.
Quinn gasps, her body tightening around me and making me groan.
“Oh God, I’m coming,” she breathes, her Cupid’s bow lips forming a soft O.
Her eyes roll back into her head, her chest rising, and she squirms beneath me with such verve, it makes my balls tighten. But I want to make her come one more time because I haven’t nearly had my fill. And if this is the only night I get with Quinn, I want to make it count.
Panting, she releases the sexiest mewl of pleasure as her pussy throbs around my length gripping me again and again. Mymuscles strain with the effort of holding out—holding on just a little longer. Then, when her dangerously alluring aftershocks finally subside, she collapses back against the bed, completely spent.
I groan, my balls sore and bruised from holding back for so long, and I think if she touched them, I’d fill her up with so much cum, it would come dripping back out.
Gently, I ease out of her, looking for any sign that she’s too tender to keep going. But instead, Quinn releases a whimper of protest.
“What are you … ?”
“You’re tired,” I murmur. I can tell in the way her legs tremble even as they relax against the mattress.
“I want more,” she moans. “And you’re not done.”
Chuckling darkly, I roll Quinn onto her side and settle onto the bed beside her. “I can fix that,” I promise, brushing my lips along the shell of her ear.
She shivers, and I can feel the goose bumps erupt along her spine as I press her back against my chest. Then I ease my swollen tip between her perfect ass cheek and find her dripping entrance from behind.
Quinn’s hips roll back instinctively as soon as she feels what I’m doing, and her tight pussy swallows my cock once more without her having to work nearly so hard.
Brushing her thick curls over her shoulder, I trail kisses along the back of her neck.
And I reach around her full hip to find that small pearl of flesh between her thighs.
Quinn gasps, her back arching as she takes in all the various forms of stimulation. And fresh excitement gushes around my cock. I gather it on my fingertips, swirling it around her clit. The sound of pleasure she releases is so low and sultry, I know she’s going to come for me one more time—even if she’s exhausted.
And my cock twitches inside her with the anticipation of feeling her climax again.
This feels so good. So right. Holding Quinn in my arms, pleasuring her from every angle as I savor the perfection of her sensual side. I always thought of Quinn as cute. Adorable.
But now, she’s something else entirely.
She’s dangerously intoxicating.
Alluring.
Seductive.
Even in her innocence.
I never once looked at Quinn with lust before. But now, I can’t stop thinking about her like that. About how I might elicit her next moan of pleasure, her next addicting release. She has me harder than iron and so swollen with the aching need to stay inside her, to fill her with my cock and make her mine.