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I’m sure before that, she was probably too young to even have a serious relationship.
"No one to praise you because you enjoy having a dick in your perfect mouth?Good girl."
"No," she hissed.
All I was doing was lying on top of her, hands supported on either side of her head, looking down at her, and having a conversation.
"What a pity," I murmured. "Then no one must have told you how good it feels to be inside you. Just the fact that you clench tighter around me when I spank you in between should at least be mentioned once."
"Maybe no one else has paid attention to my ass until it was burning hot and glowing in various shades of red."
"A real shame. Not only do you moan so beautifully, but you also get so wet that the moisture runs down your thighs."
"Gray."
"What? I'm just listing all the reasons why you've been dealing with idiots in the past. Do you know the difference between a boy and a man?"
She looked at me provocatively.
"A boy neither has the vocabulary to make you blush nor knows how to touch you. I, on the other hand…"
"There's another difference I can think of," Amelia began.
"And that is?"
"I would never say to a boy, ‘Daddy, please fuck me.’"
A soft growl escaped me. She was right, of course, but… "You would never say that to anyone else anyway."
There was a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "Is just four little words enough to turn you on?"
"If we're being precise, you've already lost with those four little words."
"But it wasn't an invitation. Just an observation…" Amelia knew very well the power her words had over me, even more than the expression on her face, which she always controlled so perfectly. Innocence. Challenge. A fine line, and in the end, I was just addicted.
Instead of answering her, I sat up and pushed the blanket aside, which still half wrapped her. Then I grasped her knees, pushed them apart, and stared at the loose black shorts that, conveniently, only needed to be nudged aside to reach the place I was about to be engrossed in for the next few hours—unless Amelia collapsed before then.
Ignoring my still rock-hard erection, I leaned down and made myself comfortable between her thighs. Believe it or not, given everything we had already done together, one of my favorite activities was to bring her pleasure. It thrilled me to watch how Amelia melted under my touch and surrendered completely—when her world revolved solely around what I provided, and everything else faded into the background because it just didn't matter.
What she had said in the cabin applied in reverse for me as well. The reasons she flourished in the submissive role were exactly those I would give for adopting the dominant role.
Kissing up from her soft thighs, I avoided all the spots where she would have preferred my mouth to be. Making her suffer a bit until she got what she wanted not only pleased me—it was an essential part.
I could have brought her to a quick climax almost immediately, but it was far more exhilarating to let it build slowly. Leading her away from climax only to push her back toward it more swiftly… and then prolonging it time and again until her climax was so explosive that it shook her world.
Edging was the perfect way to discover how much Amelia was willing to endure for me—whether she could control her body when the stakes were so high.
Again and again, she provocatively tilted her hips, bringing them closer to my face. I didn't move away, but instead, I placed my hands on her thighs, not only keeping them open but also keeping her lower body as still as possible. I didn’t want her tempted to rub against anything within her reach.
I heard her breath hitch and then quicken whenever I neared her pussy. Likely, it was the anticipation that I would soon play with her using my tongue… only for her to discover I was still focusing on the warm, inviting skin in the vicinity.
Patience was a virtue, and Amelia notably lacked it when it came to fulfilling her desires. It amused me each time because, although she loved to beg, she clearly had a problem waiting longer for her demands to be met.
So I turned my head, allowing her to feel my breath on her sensitive center. I didn't need to hear her soft, strained whimper to feel the siren-like allure of her pussy. It drew me in irresistibly, so I gave in and enveloped it with my mouth. This time, unlike before, I did not waste time gently easing her into it. I immediately went to work on her clit with my tongue, using my fingers to stimulate her entrance as well.
Reluctantly, I allowed her to lock her legs around my neck, clearly signaling that she wouldn't let me go anytime soon.
Amelia was mine. Not just from today. I had merely chosen beforehand to be blind enough to ignore it. No longer.
