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Story: Stolen Kisses
"First, you’ll come for me. Then you can touch me all you want."
I dropped my head back, internalizing his words. He stood in front of me without touching my body.
"What are you thinking about?" I murmured.
"About where I want to start exploring you, and how I want to make you come."
I gasped. He tilted closer until I felt the heat of his body, and it drove me insane. I needed contact, so I pushed my pelvis forward, slamming against him.
He groaned. "I guess I know where to start," he said in my ear, tugging at my earlobe with his teeth.
Then he covered my mouth and slid his hand between my legs at the same time. His other hand was on my hips, pressing me against my own wrists. I drenched my panties. He yanked them down with one hand and then pushed them to my knees. I couldn't widen my legs too much like this.
I protested. "I need them off, now."
"You're perfect just the way you are, enough for me to make you come."
He tortured me, drawing his fingers up and down slowly alongside my entrance, not touching my clit or sliding inside. His mouth was on my breasts, but I could barely feel it. The only nerve endings that seemed to be working were the ones in my pussy.
My knees weakened. My thighs were shaking. I squeezed the muscles in my ass, begging, "Please, please."
Then he obliged me. He pressed one finger on my clit, then moved it in slow motion. I felt like I was about to explode already. I rose on my toes, bucking forward.
"This is too much," I murmured.
"That's it, baby." He slid one finger inside me and pressed the heel of his palm on my clit. I was lost to the world. When he sucked my tongue into his mouth, I instantly came apart. My orgasm was fast, the pleasure spreading everywhere. I wasn't sure how I was standing anymore. Then again, maybe I wasn't, because I felt like I was floating. I wasn't aware of my surroundings. Then I zeroed in on Chase, now clutching my hips.
"I want to make you come like this every day for the rest of my life. Nothing compares to this."
"Can I touch you now?" I asked, tugging at the belt.
"No."
"But you said after I—"
"I didn't say how many times you had to come."
"Oh. How many times?”
"As many as I want."
He caressed my body, moving his hands everywhere he could reach from his standing position. Then he dropped to his knees and pushed my panties farther down. I swallowed hard as I stepped out of them. I hadn't even realized I still had them on.
"Now spread wide for me, beautiful."
He pressed his thumb on my clit at the same time I lifted my right leg. I lost my balance but then quickly found my footing.
"You're amazing and sexy," he muttered while he kept teasing my clit. Then he stopped touching me. Instead, he gripped both my hips, tilting my pelvis. When he pulled my clit within his lips, a shudder racked my entire body, making my legs unsteady again. Sweat dotted my skin. He completely rocked my world, first teasing my clit with his tongue, then pulling it between his lips. Then he gently slapped three fingers on it—I knew there were three because I felt the shape of them against my sensitive skin.
Lick.
Nip.
Slap.
Lick.
Nip.
I dropped my head back, internalizing his words. He stood in front of me without touching my body.
"What are you thinking about?" I murmured.
"About where I want to start exploring you, and how I want to make you come."
I gasped. He tilted closer until I felt the heat of his body, and it drove me insane. I needed contact, so I pushed my pelvis forward, slamming against him.
He groaned. "I guess I know where to start," he said in my ear, tugging at my earlobe with his teeth.
Then he covered my mouth and slid his hand between my legs at the same time. His other hand was on my hips, pressing me against my own wrists. I drenched my panties. He yanked them down with one hand and then pushed them to my knees. I couldn't widen my legs too much like this.
I protested. "I need them off, now."
"You're perfect just the way you are, enough for me to make you come."
He tortured me, drawing his fingers up and down slowly alongside my entrance, not touching my clit or sliding inside. His mouth was on my breasts, but I could barely feel it. The only nerve endings that seemed to be working were the ones in my pussy.
My knees weakened. My thighs were shaking. I squeezed the muscles in my ass, begging, "Please, please."
Then he obliged me. He pressed one finger on my clit, then moved it in slow motion. I felt like I was about to explode already. I rose on my toes, bucking forward.
"This is too much," I murmured.
"That's it, baby." He slid one finger inside me and pressed the heel of his palm on my clit. I was lost to the world. When he sucked my tongue into his mouth, I instantly came apart. My orgasm was fast, the pleasure spreading everywhere. I wasn't sure how I was standing anymore. Then again, maybe I wasn't, because I felt like I was floating. I wasn't aware of my surroundings. Then I zeroed in on Chase, now clutching my hips.
"I want to make you come like this every day for the rest of my life. Nothing compares to this."
"Can I touch you now?" I asked, tugging at the belt.
"No."
"But you said after I—"
"I didn't say how many times you had to come."
"Oh. How many times?”
"As many as I want."
He caressed my body, moving his hands everywhere he could reach from his standing position. Then he dropped to his knees and pushed my panties farther down. I swallowed hard as I stepped out of them. I hadn't even realized I still had them on.
"Now spread wide for me, beautiful."
He pressed his thumb on my clit at the same time I lifted my right leg. I lost my balance but then quickly found my footing.
"You're amazing and sexy," he muttered while he kept teasing my clit. Then he stopped touching me. Instead, he gripped both my hips, tilting my pelvis. When he pulled my clit within his lips, a shudder racked my entire body, making my legs unsteady again. Sweat dotted my skin. He completely rocked my world, first teasing my clit with his tongue, then pulling it between his lips. Then he gently slapped three fingers on it—I knew there were three because I felt the shape of them against my sensitive skin.
Lick.
Nip.
Slap.
Lick.
Nip.
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