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I should bite his tongue, push him away, give a swift kick to his groin. But that’s not who I am. That’s not who I’ve ever been.
I’m not a fighter.
I’m a weak woman, melting into his kiss. His hand grips my neck tighter, and I love it. I moan into his mouth. The sound only encourages him to be rougher with me, to go further with me.
His hand glides up my neck as he kisses me, winding my hair around his fist. He thrusts his tongue deeper into my mouth as he gives my hair a hard tug. The pain sparking at the base of my neck makes firelight pulse between my thighs.
I may as well let him do what he will.
We’ll only be together a few more hours. After all the teasing he’s done to my body…
He owes me this.
I pull away only long enough to tell him what I want.
“I want your mouth on me.” This time, I’m the one grabbing his hand, guiding it between my thighs. “Here.”
“God, girl. You’re so fucking sexy. See what you do to me?” He takes my hand in his, now moving it below his waist, running it over his hardening cock.
“Thanks for the compliment but this is about me. Not you.” I take back control, pushing his hand, hard, between the tops of my thighs till he’s fondling my pussy. He goes back to kissing me, chuckling into my mouth, amused as he moves his expert fingers.
He’s so good with his hands, his cock. I want to know what he can do with his mouth. I let go of him, dragging my gown up and over my hips, gathering it around my waist. The cool air rushes up and over my skin.
He goes to glide his fingers over my silk panties but finds none.
“No panties? I fucking love that,” he groans.
His fingers brush lightly over my bare skin, and I shiver with anticipation. He guides me to the bed, laying me down. I let him. I lie there, stretching my arms over my head, gown around my waist, bare legs resting on the bed.
He stands over me, taking me in. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Slipping a finger in my mouth, I part my thighs, showing him my pussy. The cold air kisses my slick folds, making me want him even more. I’m shocked by my brazenness, but it feels so good to finally do what I want.
To drop the manners.
The good girl act.
And demand what I want.
He stares at my pussy, hungry. I move my legs further apart. He gives a moan, sinking to his knees. He captures my legs, cupping the backs of my knees with his hands. My dress catches on the bedding and pulls up higher as he drags me along the bed until my hips are even with the edge of the mattress. He parts my knees, diving between my thighs.
Finally. The heat, warmth, and wetness of his mouth on my pussy is everything I’ve been aching for.
I run my hands through his hair as he tightens his hold on my legs, pulling me even closer. My breath catches as his heated tongue swirls around and over my pulsing clit, pauses to dip in and out of me, then returns to my throbbing bud. It feels so good, pleasure vibrating so deep within me, I have to fight myself to keep from locking his head between my knees.
My teeth sink into my bottom lip, my head lolling back, my eyes fluttering closed as I take in the moment. Every hot breath against my skin, every silky lash of his tongue, every firm press of his fingers digging into my skin.
I take it—all.
He owes it to me, this moment, this pleasure. After living here, being teased and tortured by him, I need this release. I demanded it from him, and now I’m going to relish every moment of it. I’m wriggling my hips, getting hotter and wetter down there.
His mouth moves faster, creating a rhythm that has me rocking my hips in time with his movements. I’m humping the air, so unladylike, and I couldn’t care less. A throbbing sensation pulses through my vagina.
I’m getting so close. He thrusts two fingers inside me as he starts sucking and nibbling and now I’m feeling like I’m about to explode. I want to scream, to release the pressure that’s building up inside of me. I feel a burst, my muscles clenching and releasing over and over. The release comes hard and fast, a heady euphoria, a warm glow that spreads all the way through my body, reaching every inch of my liquid limbs.
He gives me no time to recuperate. He’s rising up, unzipping his pants. His cock, the first time I’ve ever seen it fully on display, stands up and out, the tip glistening with desire.
“I thought you said you weren’t going to give me the pleasure of fucking me again till I beg.” A brave idea crops up in my mind and I say, “Why don’t you beg me for it?”
