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“Stasi.”
“I can’t help it.”
My mouth covers one nipple, but I keep my gaze on hers. She won’t tell me if it hurts, so I watch her like a hawk, memorizing every reaction. Turns out, even sunburned, her tits are amazing to look at. It’s like staring at a thousand glittering presents under the Christmas tree on Christmas morning, but times a thousand. However, everywhere on and around her gorgeous tits is pink and still smarting from the sun. I can tell this even though Stasi won’t express any pain with me.
I kiss the base of her throat and tell her what I want, the only thing I want that won’t cause her sunburn to hurt worse.
“I’m going to taste you now, sunshine. I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good. I will make you forget all about that damn sunburn that still hurts even though you won’t admit it. Okay, sweetness?”
“Yes…” she says on a gasp.
I’m losing myself in the little game she started, and I rumble, “Yes, what?”
As I gently kiss and lick my way down her tender breastbone, over her tummy, and approach her soft mound, I catch the gleam in her eye. “Yes, Daddy.”
After a loud smacking kiss to her lower belly, I praise her as I gently tug off her knickers. “Good girl.”
“Oh…Sigurd!” She gasps when my mouth reaches the small runway of trimmed pubes at the front of her pussy.
My tongue darts down the top of that glistening slit. Just one small taste is enough to make my head explode with desire.
My pulse roars in my ears. I am the wolf, and she’s my little bunny. I will destroy her and roll around in her scent until no one questions who is the king of the forest.
“Open up for me, good girl.”
Her needy moans and her ripe scent have me drooling.
Stasi smells like spring rain and wakes my cold, dead soul.
When she opens her legs for me, her slit is swollen and pink, aching so badly that as soon as I spread her open with my thumbs, her clit hood is red and erect.
I latch onto it without thinking, without any buildup. It’s so pink and perfect and just for me. And in my mouth, she is the sweetest candy.
“Oh my god!”
My sweet Stasi’s hips rise off the bed as I work over her rigid button. Mine. This is mine and only mine forever. Though I fought against the feelings I felt as soon as I saw her, I knew this was where I was meant to be.
And now that I’m here, I know that this is where I belong, forever: Stasi’s strong legs draped over my shoulder and her pussy claiming me with her juice.
I tongue her clit for what feels like several minutes, which is fine by me. I could feast on her all damn day. My woman doesn’t have a quick or easy orgasm? Perfect. More time for me to play with her before she becomes too oversensitive.
I pull back and blow on that wet, throbbing bead, eliciting my girl’s more gasps and moans of intense pleasure. She’s so turned on that I can feel her leak, soaking my beard with her juice.
“Let me know if my beard is too rough.”
“No,” she cries.
“Stasi, what did I say?”
She gives a high-pitched squeak, then says, “It’s not too rough. I love it. Please.”
“Please, what?” I can barely conceive why I’m prolonging this; my chest heaves from the effort of holding back the need to pound her beautiful pussy.
Stasi’s hands scramble for purchase, and finally, she weaves her fingers into my hair. “Please, Daddy!” she cries. “Tear. Me. Up.”
I dive back down with increased intensity, lapping her up with vigor and paying particular attention to her responses, the way her body quakes, and the way she squeaks when I run my tongue over her clit. It doesn’t take long to learn that she likes it best when I use a flat tongue approach. With her fingers clenched against my scalp, she mashes my face against her pussy and screams my name on the third thorough lick.
She comes…so beautifully.
