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Her soft body is draped around me, her breath panting hot on my neck. As she recovers, I unhook her bra, sliding the straps down her arms. She lets me and starts to pepper small kisses on my neck.
Already, my girl is heating up again.
I move to lay her down on the bed, but she stops me, instead pushing off me to stand up. The loss of her warm skin against mine is like a Band-Aid being ripped off. I reach out to pull her back, but she dances out of my grip.
“Nuh-uh. I still haven’t seen all the goods yet.”
Hell, she’s sexy.
Holly props her hands on her hips, not caring in the slightest that she’s topless, only wearing a pair of tiny blue underwear with a little bow on the front.
I’m so distracted by her, the sway of her tits, and the damp shine to her inner thighs; it takes me a moment to figure out what she’s saying.
“The goods?”
She crosses her arms, effectively covering her chest. I’m pretty sure I’m pouting or glaring. Doesn’t matter. I just want to see her tight pink nipples again.
“Yeah. The goods. Your tattoos. I demand to see every inch of you before we …” She peters off, biting her lip and fixating on my briefs.
Even though I’m so hard for her that it’s starting to hurt, the cotton of my underwear stretched tight, I can’t help teasing. “Before we what?”
Her eyes flick up to mine and then stay when she sees my expression. A slow smile, reminding me of that purple cat from Alice in Wonderland, curls across her mouth. “Before we”—she hesitates—“fuck.” The raspy tone of her voice as she carefully says that last word sets my brain on fire.
I should’ve known better than to mess with her. She plays to win.
“You’re gonna kill me.”
Holly shrugs, still wearing her evil grin.
She wants to see all of me? Who am I to deny her?
Because of the low ceiling, I stay seated, shimmying off my last piece of clothing. I thought I might be insecure. I’m not in good shape like I used to be. But the way she stares at me, like I’m something she wants to consume, takes away any discomfort.
So, I lean back on my arms, knees spread, cock standing at attention, as my girlfriend drinks her fill.
“Lie back on the bed.” Her voice, when it comes out, still has that deep, husky quality.
I do as she commanded, sliding backward on her silky comforter until I rest on the pillows.
But she doesn’t move closer.
“Flip over.” After I raise an eyebrow, she explains, “You said you have some on your … ass.” The dirty word is placed gently between us, just like before. I saw the conscious decision she made to say it, which somehow makes it even sexier.
I roll onto my stomach, unable to contain a groan as I push my hard dick into the soft mattress. The bed dips. Propped up on my elbows, I glance over my shoulder.
Holly crawls toward me. As she moves, her fingers trail over the designs. Then, her lips do.
Starting at my upper thighs, Holly caresses, kisses, and licks her way up my body.
The whole time, I’m grunting and groaning, unable to help thrusting into the mattress, as if it were her I was fucking. I’ll probably go insane if I can’t sink into her soon.
Of course, I’m definitely going to lose my mind when I do.
When her breasts brush my shoulder blade and her teeth graze my neck, I’m done with holding back.
I roll over, wrap my arms around her slim waist, and press her hot body against mine. She gasps in delight right before I capture her devilish mouth.
“Take these off,” I mutter in between kisses. My fingers tug at the scrap of cotton she’s still wearing.
