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Rolling my fingers across my clit, I bit back a gasp, loving how this was making me feel. Orin’s eyes on me were hot and ravenous. Despite the heat in his gaze, he watched me in a detached sort of way, and I knew it was because he was still fighting this thing between us. My eyes drew down to his hips, where his cock was twitching. The thought of him filling me added another erotic layer to my fantasy, and I picked up the pace against my clit.

I stared at Orin until the pleasure became too much, and my eyes slid shut.

“Open your eyes. Look at me when you come.”

With a gasp, I refocused on his face. He was still watching me, his cock like a steel rod between his legs. He hadn’t touched himself yet. Hadn’t moved from his position at all. He was simply watching me.

My fingers were working overtime when his gaze moved from my face to my pussy, and a tiny whimper escaped me.

Before he could ask, I slid two fingers inside me, letting out a groan of pleasure. My hand had nothing of Orin’s cock, but it was a start. I grew wetter, my arousal dripping down the inside of my thighs as I pushed and thrust myself closer to orgasm.

“Please, sir,” I said, the words popping out unbidden. “Please, can I come?”

His mouth parted. He nodded, then watched as my hips began to flex and retreat, flex and retreat. I imagined they were his fingers buried deep inside me. I imagined his mouth on my breasts, taunting my stiff nipples into impossibly hard peaks. I wanted his touch. I came with a cry that left my knees weak, and I had to catch myself on the edge of the bed as I continued to come, continued to look at Orin with dark hunger in his eyes.

When my pleasure finally ebbed away, I was wrung out, leaning on my elbows against the mattress. The air felt cool against my heated skin.

“Stand up.”

I did, wobbling on my feet.

He licked his lips. “Do it again.”

“What?”

“Make yourself come again. While I watch. While you watch me stroke my cock. While you wish it was buried deep inside that greedy pussy of yours.”

He wanted me to come. Again? My body was oversensitive from the pleasure that had just been unleashed on it.

“I can’t.”

He pulled down the front of his sweats, releasing the thick head of his cock. “You can’t?”

I shook my head. “My body won’t let me.”

“It’s not your body anymore, Fallon. It’smine,and I want you to come again. Now.” He spat into his hand and ran his palm along the length of his erection. He kept his eyes on me the whole time, watching me, waiting for me to comply. When he reached the crown of his cock, he twisted his wrist, making his head kick back. I watched his Adam’s apple bob and brought my hand between my legs once more.

I worked my fingers against my clit, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter. Orin was like my own personal porn channel, and I studied the way he moved, the noises he made, the way his eyes got darker and darker with lust the closer I came to finishing.

“Are you close?” he asked, unable to hide the strain in his voice.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir. I’m close. I’m close.”

He got onto his knees, still working his cock with his hand. A drop of pre-cum glistened on the end, and I wanted to taste it so badly.

“Don’t stop, Filly,” he murmured, seeing how badly my legs and arms were shaking. “Don’t stop until I tell you to.” A grunt left his lips as he increased his pace. The muscles in his neck and abdomen strained with the pleasure he was unleashing on his body, and by proxy, my body clenched down tight.

“Please, sir.”

He got to his feet, balanced on the bed, and brought his cock close to my mouth. “I want you to suck on my cock until I come, then you can come.”

I nodded obediently, opening my mouth and letting him slam it to the back of my throat. I gagged. Orin threaded his fingers through my hair, holding me close to his hips, forcing more and more down my throat.

“That’s it, my little whore. Take it all for me.”

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