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Traeger

I look down into her pretty eyes and it’s there, a feeling stirring inside my chest. She’s made an impression and it’s drilling deeper by the second.

“You’re truly something.” I run my thumb across her blushed cheek, memorizing every little fleck across her skin. “Baby, you keep looking at me like that and I’m not gonna want to take you home.” The thought of taking her back already puts me on edge. She stormed into my life like a flash flood, and now I’m drowning in feelings I don’t know what to do with. Feelings that should be forbidden given our age difference.

She nuzzles into my palm, marking me further with her sweetness. “I don’t want you to take me home. I like my bath time and my feedings too much.”

So do I . I reach down and pick her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. It’s time for my feeding now, and I can tell she wants it. Her little panties are soaked through and marking my abs with her sweet essence. I walk her into the bedroom and lay her down. Admiring the view of her flushed cheeks and creamy bare thighs.

My hand slides up her soft skin, moving the shirt out of my way so I can see what’s hiding between her legs. Her little cotton underwear is soaked through, outlining just how hungry her pussy is for sex. I move in and inhale deep, committing her scent to memory. God, she smells good. I lick across the cotton, and groan as her sweet taste hits my tongue. She tastes like honey twinged with fresh innocence. Young and ripe.

“So good,” I grunt, going in for another long slow swipe up her center, flicking right over her swollen nub, which is molded to her panties. She bucks against me. Such a sensitive little thing.

I reach for her waistband and slide them right down her thighs. The moment I’m face to face with her pretty cunt, the restraint is snapped. I dive in, kissing my way through her folds, licking up all her sweet stickiness. I never knew how much I would crave a woman, but I’ve never been so starved.

She squirms against my mouth, eagerly trying to get more, so I drive my tongue straight into her heat, pumping into her tight little body.

“Traeger.” Her hand grips onto my hair, tugging me closer. She rocks her little hips to meet my tongue. Her clit rubbing against my mouth, grinding down harder as she starts to build to her release. This girl is something straight out of my fantasies. She’s so hungry for it that it doesn’t take much to get her off.

I slide out of her center and lick my way up to her clit. It’s time to give this little body what it needs. As soon as my lips suction around her swollen button, she screams. Her entire body bows off the bed. Her pussy squirting all over my sheets. I suck harder, and she goes right over the edge, giving me the most incredible gift.

Her body spasms against my mouth and I hold on, riding out her storm, making sure she doesn’t miss a beat of her pleasure. The spot she’s left on the bed isn’t the only wet stain made. My cock is making its own mess, spewing another load as I rub against the sheets. I feel like I’m a damn teenager getting his first nut. I’m losing control of myself with this girl and it’s a damn good feeling. One I could grow addicted to.

Everything about her is enticing. Her sweet voice. Her pretty face. Her smile. It’s all like one heady drug, and I’m quickly becoming consumed by it.

“God, you’re incredible,” she gasps, trying to catch her breath. I think she’s the incredible one. “A girl could get used to this treatment.”

I tuck her in closer, wrapping her in my huge frame. A guy could get used to it too. But…our time together has an expiration date, and it’s coming up quick. Her spring break is only a week, then it’s back to reality.

“Yeah, well don’t go getting too attached, doll. As soon as the rain clears, I’m gonna have to take you home. You’ve got classes to finish up, and a graduation to attend.”

As soon as I mention it, her entire body deflates in my arms, but it’s a foolish notion to think we can be together. She told me she wants to become a businesswoman. And there ain’t no business all the way up here on this mountaintop. Not unless she works remotely from behind a computer screen. I shouldn’t even be giving it thought. That girl doesn’t need to be strapped down to an old geezer like me. She deserves to go live her life and have fun.