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I don’t.
I walk closer to the bed until I’m looming over her, watching her chest rise and fall beneath the covers.
I don’t think. I don’t weigh any of it out. I simplydo.
I reach out and tug the sheet down a little. Freya barely stirs as it slips away from her neck and down over her rising and falling chest.
Fuck.
I was almost expecting a t-shirt or tank top.Notthe see-through, lacy pale pink chemise covering—barely—her tits and falling only to her waist.
As my eyes adjust more to the darkness, I can make out the dusky pink of her areolas through the gauzy, elegantly sexy fabric.
This girl really does have a thing for luxury lingerie. She evensleepsin it.
And now, my curiosity—and my dick—are at full attention.
Freya shifts just a little as I pull the sheet the rest of the way from her. My eyes slide down to the matching lacy, see-through thong pulled tight against the tempting lips of her pretty pussy.
I should fucking go.
But I already know I won’t.
Not before I’ve had a taste.
She murmurs in her sleep as I pull her hips gently to the edge of the bed. I drape her legs over my shoulders and move between her thighs. My finger traces up and down the seam of her cunt, feeling her grow warmer and wetter as she mewls softly.
She’s still asleep when I roll my thumb over her clit through the material. She lets out a tiny snore when I slip a finger underneath the lace and tug the gusset of her panties aside, feasting my eyes on her bare, sweet, pink pussy.
Freya gasps quietly when my tongue drags up her lips, opening her up and tasting her sweetness like a man starving. I groan into her, relishing her whimpered little sleepy moans, the way her hips gently but eagerly rise to meet my mouth as she dreams.
I’m aware that this is fucked on a few levels. But then, wedohave an arrangement. One she agreed to. Her words from earlier to “go ahead and tell them” echo in my head. Even so…
I didn’t.Tell them, that is. Which means Freya and I still have an arrangement.
She’s mine.All of her. Even if she’s fucking sleeping.
I growl into her pussy as I devour her, tonguing her clit hard enough to make her squirm and writhe, but not so hard that I rouse her. I want to ram my fingers into her—better yet, my cock. Butthatwould most certainly wake her. And I’ll be honest, a sick, dark, fucked-up part of me is enjoying the fact that she’s fast asleep while I do this to her.
So I keep nibbling at her clit and sucking on her lips. I drag my tongue up and down, swirling it around her clit before dragging it all the way to her tight little asshole.
Yeah, that’ll be mine, too.
Soon.
For now, though, I just use my tongue, teasing her little hole with it and rubbing her clit as Freyameltsinto her bed. Her soft, sleepy whines of pleasure fill the room, her breath becoming faster and more urgent.
With a groan, I reach down and free my cock. My hand wraps around the swollen shaft, stroking hard as I savor the taste of her sweet sticky cunt on my lips and tongue.
This woman is fuckingdelicious, and I’m going to swallow every goddamn drop.
Her hips begin to writhe, her moans growing louder and more urgent. I bury my tongue in her pussy, fucking her shallowly with it before I pull her clit between my lips. My tongue is merciless, my fingertips stroking and teasing her skin as her back arches.
“Maaaal…” she coos softly in her sleep before she gasps sharply and jerks her hips off the bed, still asleep. I love the taste of her cum as it floods my tongue and lips. But what drives me over the fucking edge is what I heard right before it.
My name.
She said my fuckingname.
