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Anticipation shot through me as he looked up at me, hunger in his gorgeous eyes, before he ducked his head, and his mouth was on me.
My head slammed back against the wall as my hands sank into his hair, holding him against me in case he got any ideas of pulling away.
But if there was one thing you could say about Dav, it was that he genuinely seemed to enjoy the hell out of going down on a woman.
My moans were answered with little rumbling sounds against me, vibrating into my clit, intensifying the sensations as he continued to work me with his tongue, his lips, and his fingers.
I felt like I was still recovering from one orgasm, and he was sending me hurtling toward another one at a breakneck pace, my chest feeling tight, my moans getting louder, less controlled.
Feeling me tightening, getting close, Dav’s lips closed around my clit and sucked, making me choke on a gasp as the climax crashed through me, the waves pulling me under over and over as he sucked my clit in little strobes, as his fingers worked my g-spot, intensifying it, dragging it out, until I was nothing but a trembling mess, gasping for breath, with my nails digging into his shoulders just to help keep myself on my feet.
Dav lapped up my release before he made his way to his feet, a satisfied little smirk on his lips.
I couldn’t even be mad about it. He’d earned that damn look.
“So sweet when you come,” he told me, face in my neck as his hard cock pressed against my stomach.
My sex clenched hard in response, craving the feel of him, despite the mind-numbing orgasms he’d already given me.
It wasn’t enough.
It would never be enough.
Not until he was deep inside of me again like I’d been remembering and fantasizing about.
My hand moved out, working his belt free, then his button and zipper, before reaching inside to free his cock, wrapping my hand around his thick length, feeling the way his body jerked in pleasure.
I worked him with my hand for a moment, loving the way his body tensed, how his breathing got shallow and uneven, the way he let out little groans.
“If you’re not careful, I’m going to come in your hand instead of in your pussy,” he said, nipping my earlobe, sending another thrill through me.
My free hand moved out, digging in his back pocket. Looking for his wallet. But I may have grabbed his ass a little in the process, and a little chuckle escaped him at that.
He took the wallet from me, fishing out the condom, then brushing my hand away, so he could slide on the protection.
Then he was reaching for me, turning me away from him.
His hand grabbed my shoulder as the other held his cock, sliding it between my lips, getting himself wet, then sliding back, and pressing.
Teasing, really.
Making me press back, writhe, whimper.
To no avail.
“Fuck me, Dav,” I begged, voice airy and desperate.
His cock pressed inward, just a bit, then back out.
I knew what game he was playing.
But I was too needy to give a fuck about my pride.
“Please.”
He surged inside me, taking me to the base in one hard thrust. If it weren’t for his hand on my shoulder, he would have sent me face-first into the wall.
“Fuck,” Dav hissed, pausing deep. “Fuck,” he added, voice softer, as his hand massaged my ass cheek. “I’ve missed your perfect fucking pussy, Cinna,” he said as he pulled back, then surged back in. And again. And again. Not as hard. Just slow and deep, making me take every thick inch of him each time.
