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“You like that shit, huh?”
Nibbling my bottom lip, I nodded. “Mhm.”
“You like being fucked rough too?” When his grip tightened and he pulled me away before gently smacking me against his frame, I whimpered. “Or do you want me to make love to you?”
My pussy throbbed as he licked and kissed my ear.
“If you keep going, I’m going to cum just like this.”
“Then cum. And tell me how you want it.”
Beethoven’s hand moved from my clit briefly and arched my back, pressing my ass directly against his hard dick. This was one time I loved being a woman who could comfortably strut around in six-inch heels. Without them, I’d be too short for this to feel as good as it was. When he returned his fingers to my clit, he began to circle his hips and press his dick against me.
“I… I want you to do both,” I moaned, gripping his hand that was around my neck as my body tingled.
Each time his pelvis pounded against me, I unraveled a little more. Deep breaths as I clawed at his hand didn’t keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head. If this man could turn me on this bad with clothes on, I knew I’d be absolutely out of control when there were no barriers between us.
“Baby,” I whimpered, feeling those tingles settle at my core.
“Hmm?”
“It’s coming.”
“Mm…” Beethoven smacked my ass and squeezed. “Give it to me.”
And I did.
He held me up… close… keeping me from falling as my orgasm ripped through me. Before I could compose myself, Beethoven was lifting me and carrying me over to his bed. After placing me in the middle, he took off my heels and dress. Slowly, he removed my panties—showing the wetness he’d just created. When he pulled my panties to his nose and inhaled, my eyes fluttered as I pulled in deep breaths.
“You smell as good and clean as I knew you would.” Tossing my panties over his shoulder, he spread my legs and pulled me lower against the bed. “I know you’re going to taste as good too.”
But he didn’t find out immediately.
Beethoven took his time touching and kissing and licking my entire body—to the point my breaths came out choppy as my chest heaved when he finally returned to my pussy.
“Bay,” I pleaded.
“Look at this pretty pussy.”
His nose slid between my lips, and the groan he released as he sucked my clit into his mouth was enough on its own to take me to the edge.
I underestimated how sincere he was when he said he loved to eat pussy.
The time he spent eating my pussy had tears streaming down my cheeks by the time I finally pushed him away. Between his licks, sucks, and sweet nibbles, I’d cum three times and had to hold back from squirting. Even with me scooting up the bed, his arm wrapped around my thigh and pulled me back. I put my hand on his forehead, and he chuckled.
“Did I say I was done eating?”
“Baby, please. I’m about to tap out and I haven’t felt you yet.”
The man pouted and huffed like a child, and it was the cutest shit I’d ever seen. I wasn’t sure how I’d gotten so lucky in this unlucky and forced arrangement. Beethoven wasn’t just thoughtful and considerate when it came to making choices or date nights, he was selfless and attentive in the bedroom too. He wasn’t just mindlessly having his way with me. Beethoven paid attention to what my body, my mind, my mouth reacted to—and he gave that until I crumbled.
“You mine?” My eyes were trained on him as he stood and removed his clothing.
His body was the work of art I knew it would be.
Tattoos covered his cashew-colored chest and abs, arms and hands, and his neck. His athletic build was toned with not a percent of fat in sight. But his dick… his dick was thick and heavy… long and curvy… my mouth watered just in anticipation of gagging on his length.
“Whiskee.”
