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“Good girl.” He pushed his fingers farther inside the pink lace, coating them in her wet heat. “These panties look pretty on you, but they’ll look even prettier on the floor.”
Flimsy little things. With one swift yank they were gone.
Brendan gazed upon his precious gift, naked and beautiful and his.
Katelyn had no idea what she was capable of yet.
But he knew.
And he couldn’t wait to show her.
Pink lace sailed to the floor.
Wait. Those are my panties. How…
Katie watched Brendan stand and strip out of his jeans. His heated blue gaze never left hers. He was so big his boxers couldn’t contain him. His cock jutted out of the waistband, past his navel, the silver barbell that pierced the wide head flashing at her like a neon sign. He rubbed himself as he sat back down, then pushed her feet back until her heels touched her buttocks.
“Drop your knees.”
His voice, rich and buttery, compelled her to comply. She felt herself open, cool air connecting with warm wet flesh. Fingers slowly moved through her slit.
“That’s my girl.”
Katie felt the tickle of hot fluid trickling from inside her down between her cheeks. Brendan leaned forward and kissed her inner thigh, her hip, up her ribs to her shoulder and along her collarbone. Her arms came around him, fingers pressing into his back, and he sucked the skin at the curve of her neck.
The slow up-and-down movement of his fingers in her pussy stopped then. His thumb softly circled her clit while a fingertip lightly rimmed her opening. Brendan pressed his lips against hers and spoke into her mouth. Warm. Luscious.
“Relax for me, baby.” He kissed along her jaw to her ear. “Just like that.”
His thumb still circled as the tip of his finger pushed inside her. Katie bit her lip at the unfamiliar sensation. Teeth grazed her neck. A hand tugged on her hair. His erection pressed into her thigh, the curved barbell digging into her flesh, precum leaking onto her skin.
Brendan pushed his finger in a little bit more and her muscles involuntarily tensed. She closed her eyes. It’s not that it hurt. It didn’t. It was just that no one had ever touched her quite like that before and it felt strange and wonderful and forbidden all at once.
“Look at me,” he commanded in that butter-rich voice.
Katie opened her eyes to piercing blue irises. His finger dipped deeper. It pinched and stung as it delved into her, making its full presence known. Still, she wanted more of it. Because it was him.
A squeak of sound came out of her and he retreated, circling her entrance with his fingertip. Massaging it. His gaze stayed on hers, as did his thumb on her clit. Her body was on fucking fire and she wanted to scream at him to put his finger back inside her. She wanted it there. No, she needed it.
She raised her hips from the sofa and the corner of his lip turned up. He gripped her hair tighter. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours.”
Brendan brought his hand up to her mouth and traced her lips with his finger. She could smell herself on him. Then he parted her lips and she sucked his long, thick digit inside her mouth without having to be told.
“My good, sweet girl.”
He slowly pulled his finger from her mouth and placed her hand on his giant cock against her thigh. She couldn’t wrap her fingers all the way around it. Brendan brought her other hand to her breast. She pinched the nipple and heard herself whimper. Then his fingers found her pussy again and he tugged on her hair.
“Tell me again, baby. Who does this pussy belong to?”
“You,” she breathed.
His thumb was back on her clit. His thick finger pushing its way into her. And out. And in. Going a little deeper every time. She could hear herself bleat out a sound with every slow dip of his finger.
“I’m taking what’s mine, sweet girl, and my finger’s only halfway in. Relax.”
That’s it?
