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About having not one pair of hands digging into the flesh of my thighs, but two.

Not one tongue lapping on my pussy.

Two of them.

“Please.”

“More,” he urges, his breath tickling the sensitive, wet, most desperate part of me. “Fucking beg.”

I scream.

“Beg, Amara. Use your fucking words.” Two fingers turn to three, curling, probing, maddening. “Then I’ll give you what you need. I’ll let you come on my face.”

“I am begging.” I sound absolutely feral, downright insane. That’s what he does to me. “Please make me come. Pretty, pretty please.”

He lowers his mouth to the apex between my thighs. He pinches and twists my nipple through my cardigan. Then tugs at the piercing on the other one.

I scream again, scratching the cushions. I’m not allowed to grab onto my dominant man’s hair no matter how I’m itching for it.

My back arches, my lips mumbling Please and Carter over and over as my head thrashes.

“That’s it.” He lifts his head, winking at me. “That’s my girl.”

When he closes his lips on my clit, I die and go to heaven. A force—Carter’s force—barrels into me, sucking the air out of my lungs in one harsh blow.

I don’t come, eagerly waiting for his permission. I don’t have to, but I love it. Love him telling me what to do.

He tugs harder on my nipple piercing. The pain sends another rippling pleasure to course through me. His tongue licks, his fingers are ruthless, stabbing into me. Coaxing an orgasm out of me.

“Stop, stop. I can’t take it anymore.” Tension builds inside me, burning through me. “I’m going to come, please tell me it’s okay.”

“Are you begging?”

My head shoots up to meet his beautiful, ravenous eyes.

All I can do is nod.

“Then yes, come for me.” He resumes finger-fucking me hard and fast. “Show me how much you love me eating you out, Amara.”

This time, he sucks my clit without a shred of mercy. It hurts and it torments. And it’s the best orgasm I’ve had in my entire life.

The whole neighborhood can hear me begging for mercy.

“Good girl,” he praises between soft kisses and languorous laps of his tongue. “That’s my good girl.”

I’m too dumbfounded for words. So I watch him, just watch him when he pulls his cock out. My lips part, hungry for the thick dick he’s stroking. To suck off his precum. To swirl my tongue around his piercing.

“Stay where you are, Amara.” Carter bites on his bottom lip, using my wetness as lube. “Stay right there —fuck—so I can come on this beautiful pussy.”

I do, lifting my cardigan to give him a view of my nipple ring that he loves so much.

“Beautiful,” he groans, fucking his fist faster while aiming at my pussy. “So fucking beautiful. Tell me you’re hungry for my cum.”

“I am.” I play with my piercing, and a few minutes later, he finishes on my pussy.

His depravity doesn’t end there. He bends to my sex, licking his semen off me, and climbs up my body. Carter’s thumb pushes down my lip, and he spits his cum into my mouth.

“Swallow.” His order is an easy one to follow.

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