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As the night went on, our conversations felt endless.

We talked about anything and everything, to preferences of fruits (anything seedless) to favorite animated movies (hers, Beauty and the Beast; mine, Princess Mononoke).

I learned that she’s an only child and loves hazelnut M I memorize it, this feeling, before I dip underneath them and finally cup her pussy, feeling the coarse hair wet underneath my palm, my fingers sliding lower.

I get a whiff of her potent scent, the lavender arousal flooding my sheets. I’ll never get the smell out and I am fucking joyous over it.

“Omega,” I let the moan escape as I bury my face in her neck. “Is this all for me? Are you aching, baby?”

“Y-Yes.” Her hips buck into my hand timidly.

I put more pressure, loving the way she’s nervously riding my hand. “Take what you need, Stacia.”

She moans, her movements becoming more confident. She places her hands on top of mine, pushing my fingers further until they’re circling her entrance.

“Do you need my fingers in your pussy, Omega?” I nip at her ear. “Put our fingers where you need them.”

I feel her slick coating my fingers and it sends a rush to my cock. She slides our hands down, our contact separating as she sinks two of my fingers into her. The way she clenches around them instantly makes my head spin.

“Fuck…” The rasp escapes as her head falls to my shoulder. I slide them in deeper, curling my fingers to find the spot that makes her legs shake. When she chokes on a moan, I know I’ve found it. I gently massage her as my composure quickly dissolves.

“Stacia.” I pull my fingers out of her and maneuver us so she’s on her back. I look upon her face, her eyes heavy-lidded and cheeks flushed. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. “I need to taste you.”

I swallow the sigh that emits from her as I put my lips to hers. The first lazy swipe of her tongue against mine causes fireworks to explode throughout my body, the intensity of it almost overwhelming, but oh-so good that I can’t stop even if I wanted to.

I tug her leggings off without abandoning our kiss, and the second she’s left bare, I pull back. “How do you like to be eaten, my love?”