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Corbin

" G ood boy," she says, making my stomach flip. This girl is going to be the death of me.

Her lips press against mine as my fingers grab her ass to pull her closer. Our tongues tangle with one another, and I find myself willingly holding back so she can take the lead like she wants.

She grinds against me, making me groan. "Cupid," I breathe out when her lips leave mine.

"You have no idea," she jokes, which is a bit confusing. "We shouldn't be doing this."

Oh, hell no. She's not about to call this off now. In the grand scheme of things, if she wanted to stop, I would, but she hasn’t said no yet. There has to be some sort of battle going on in her head.

I lean in and press my lips to her neck while sliding my hands up her back. She moans and tilts her head to give me more access. "Tell me you want this," I say, wanting her to be in the moment with me.

"I do, but..." she trails off.

"If you want me to stop, that's all you have to say," reassuring her.

"I don't want you to stop," she admits. "I want you to go down on me."

Well, fuck. I pull back and look her in the eyes. There’s a sparkle to them, almost like she's testing me somehow. She’s daring me to tell her no.

Challenge accepted. I wrap an arm around her waist, holding her tightly while I use the other to help me stand from the loveseat. Her lips crash back onto mine as I maneuver us to my bedroom and flop her down on the edge of the bed.

Her heated gaze burns into me as I grin and fall to my knees in front of her. I grab one of her legs and pepper kisses up the inside of it, making her head tilt back. A soft whimper leaves her and goes straight to my cock, prompting me to repeat the process on the other side.

Her skin is so soft. I find myself consumed by it as I run my fingers up and down her legs before tossing one over each of my shoulders and wrapping my arms around her thighs to pull her closer to the edge. She dangles so far now that she falls back onto her elbows, giving me full access to what I want.

"You're not wearing panties," I point out with my heart pounding in my chest.

"Oops." She giggles.

This feels natural, like we’ve known each other for much longer than a few hours. There's an underlying level of comfort between us that has me at ease. "You've been like this all night, and I'm just now finding out?"

"Maybe."

"Cupid, you've got me enchanted."

"Make me feel good, Corbin," she whines.

I blow onto her center, watching in awe as her body shivers from the light contact of my breath. My head leans forward, and I trail my tongue lightly along her pussy, making her gasp.

"Be a good boy for me. Give me more."

Hearing her calling me a good boy makes my cock painfully hard. At this point, I'll give her whatever she wants if she keeps calling me that. I don't know who this woman is or what kind of seductive spell she's put me under, but here we are.

I dive in, my tongue lapping at her pussy, and it's everything I imagined it would be. I start off slowly, trying to get a feel for what she likes and take in every single soft sound she makes while I try a few different techniques.

Finally, I find a rhythm that she goes feral over, and her hips begin to grind along on my face while my tongue strokes her clit. Her fingers grip my hair, and she pulls me closer, smashing my face against her.

"Just like that. Don't stop!" she cries out as I keep up my pace.

Her moans make me want to spend the entire night on my knees, getting her off time and time again so I can hear them on repeat. It's like music to my ears, more so when it’s my name.

Her fingers grip my hair tighter, making me wince, but I keep steady. After another moment, she jerks beneath me, forcing me to tighten my grip on her thighs to keep her in place as she chases her high.

"I'm coming!" she gasps as her hips buck up into my face again.

I look at her, in all her glory, as she finds her climax, and the hard demeanor she's been wearing for most of the night slips away, leaving a soft vulnerability that has me desperate for more.

Her fingers free themselves from my hair, and we lock eyes as her chest heaves up and down. She told me she wanted to take control, so I wait for her instruction, but the lengthy pause has me wondering if she might want to call off anything further and go back to her hotel to sleep.

Her eyes darken, and her voice fills with lust. "Do that again."

It takes me less than a second to have my mouth back on her pussy, licking and sucking my way to those sweet sounds. This time, I add two fingers to aid the process, and she takes everything I give her. Before long, she's riding out another climax, and it's fucking beautiful.

"I want you to fuck me, Corbin," she says.

I rise from my knees and pull her off the bed before grabbing the sides of her face and kissing her deeply. As I get lost in the soft feel of her lips, her hand slides down to rub my cock over my slacks, surprising me.

Reaching around, I find the zipper of her dress and slide it off her, watching the rise and fall of her chest before it pools on the floor. Finally, I take in the sight of her, and realize she wasn't wearing a bra either.

The soft curve of her hips gives way to a smaller waist and the perfectly-sized breasts. I sweep her wavy black hair over her shoulder before leaning down to kiss her collarbone. Goose bumps spread across her skin, but she reaches out to stop me.

"If I have to be naked, so do you."

She pulls my shirt over my head, tossing it across the room. Immediately, I know what her eyes land on, and it’s not my tattoos. Several large scars cover my abdomen, prompting her to glide her hand over one of them.

"What happened?"

"It was a few years ago. It doesn't matter."

"Maybe it does." She studies the marks curiously.

"Poppy, do you really want to talk about my scars right now?"

"My rules, bagel boy. But I suppose you're right."

She unzips my pants before dragging them down with my boxer briefs in one swoop. My erect cock springs to attention, making her eyes widen. I mean, my dick is big, but it's not big enough to warrant someone having this kind of reaction.

"It won't hurt you." I laugh, and she slaps my shoulder.

"I know it won't hurt me, smartass. I've never seen a pierced one before."

A soft hand grabs my cock, making me jerk as she runs her thumb along the piercing on my tip. It takes everything inside me to keep myself from moving my hips forward and forcing her to jerk me.

Finally, her hand begins to move up and down. My eyes fall closed, and my head tilts back as I take in the pleasurable feeling.

"You like that, don't you?" she asks.

"I do."

"Do you want more?" Another question as she slowly pumps me at a torturous pace.

"Yes, please," I tell her, desiring everything she is willing to give.

"That's more like it. I love hearing you beg. Do it again. Beg me like a good boy."

"Please make me come, cupid."

"You’re not very convincing. Tell me how needy you are for me. How desperately do you want to come?"

She's right. It's not convincing, but this isn't something I've had a ton of practice with. The more she tells me what to do though, the more I like it. My cock is painfully hard.

"Please, stroke me faster. I need to feel you."

"Is that so?" she teases. She strokes me a bit faster while tightening her grip.

"Fuck, if you keep up that pace, I might blow my load into your hand."

"We can't have any of that. You have to work a little harder." She giggles as she pulls her hand away.

I like the sound of her giggles, so I drop to my knees again and beg for her the way she deserves. "Please let me inside you, cupid."

She moves backward and slides herself onto the bed, never taking her eyes off of me. I stay on the floor like the good little boy she wants me to be, waiting for her to give me permission to join her. After what feels like forever, I hear her speak.

"Come here, Corbin," she commands.

I hesitate. "I'm not a dog," but still, I listen like one and move toward her.

"You listen perfectly. Look at you, doing so good. Do you want me?"

What kind of question is that? Of course I want her. "More than anything."

"Do you have a condom?"

"Yes, I do." I walk around the bed and tug the drawer on the nightstand, pulling out a condom and dangling it in the air in front of me.

"Put it on, bagel boy. Use me to make yourself come."

I don't need any more encouragement. I rip the foil package open and slide the condom over my dick, pinching the top to make room for my piercing and climb on top of her. My body hovers between her legs with my elbows on either side of her head for support.

Instead of immediately sliding into her like a normal man would, I lean in to kiss my way along her neck before moving lower to her chest and rolling her nipple between my teeth. She moans as her fingers tangle in my hair again.

I suck harder and feel her hips lift up into me, my cock lightly brushing against her wet center. The temptation is too much to resist. Slowly, I push inside her tight pussy while letting her get used to my size. My eyes fall closed for a brief moment before I continue stimulating her body elsewhere to take her mind off of any potential discomfort.

When I'm fully seated, she exhales, and I use that moment to lock eyes with her. It's more sensual than it probably should be, but it feels right.

"More," she whispers, giving me permission.

This isn't like any other woman I've ever been with. I thrust into her, watching as her mouth pops open and those sweet sounds start escaping again.

"Harder," she says, prompting me to pick up my pace.

Her pussy spasms around me, making my dick twitch. I bring one of my hands down to her clit, rubbing light circles while my other hand keeps me propped up. Her moans get louder as I watch intently, making sure nothing I do causes her discomfort. Pleasure builds inside me, and I’m not sure how much longer I can last, but there's no way in hell I'm letting myself finish before she does.

"Don't stop!" she finally calls out. Like I was going to .

I thrust faster and harder, loving the way her pussy tightens against my cock as her fingers grip the bedspread next to her. "I know you want control, but please come for me again, cupid. I need to feel you give me everything."

That's the only encouragement she needs. Her entire body erupts as she clamps down on me, squeezing so tightly I lose my own control. I feel my body tense as I find myself on the precipice of my climax.

It takes a few more thrusts before I feel confident that her orgasm has started to recede, and I give into my pleasure. I grunt as satisfaction fills me while I continue to pump into her.

When I glance down, she appears exhausted but satisfied. The perfect combination. I flop onto the bed next to her, and she turns toward me, smiling. It’s the perfect reason to press my lips to hers for a brief moment.

“The bathroom is there if you need it. I'll go grab us some water," I say, and she hums.

When I get to the kitchen, I pull the condom off and toss it in the trash, knowing I'll still have to wash up after she's done, but I want her to get in bed first.

I never thought I would think like this, but I'm getting cuddles tonight. She isn't going to leave me high and dry after having sex. I shake my head, concerned with my well-being, as I trudge back to the bedroom.

She's under the covers when I get there, so I place the glass on the nightstand and quickly find my way to the bathroom to rinse off before sliding into the bed next to her.

Her eyes pop open, and I lean in to press a peck on her nose, making her half-smile. "Get some rest. I'll order us breakfast in the morning."

"Lust is dangerous," she mutters before her eyes flutter closed.

I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to feel her warmth. I don't know who the hell this woman is, but I know I don't want her to leave my side.