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“Socks!” She squeaks, trying to sit up in a panic.

“Socks? That your safe word, Sugar?” I chuckle.

“Please, let me take my socks off. I can’t…”

“Allow me.” I’m still chuckling internally, but I don’t want to do anything to make her skittish or feel insecure. Making women feel bad about themselves – ever, but particularly during sex – is not my kink.

Socks safely removed, she relaxes, and I reward her by kissing all the way up the inside of her thighs, then her pussy, until she lets out a contented sigh.

Her eyes flutter closed and she moans. I’m going to own this girl’s body by the time I’m done with her.

I bring my mouth to her pussy and flick my tongue over her clit in response. She moans louder, her hands reaching down to tangle in my hair, and I smile against her cunt.

I run my tongue over her clit, just like I did to her nipples, and she squirms, her hips bucking, trying to get more of my tongue action on her sensitive little button.

She tastes just as sweet as she looks. I want to devour her.

The bite I put on her thigh is just hard enough to sting, and she shouts out, her hands instinctively gripping my hair even tighter, and I know I’m breaking her in just the right way.

“Do you like that, Sugar?” I ask, my breath hot on her sensitive skin. She nods, and I do it again. “Do you want me to keep doing it to you?”

“Uh huh.”

“Do you want me to make you scream?”

“Yes.”

“Give me a nice, sweet kiss first, Sugar.”

She blushes but grabs my face, pulling me up to her lips and kissing me, sucking on my tongue, while I bury two fingers inside her. I fuck her with those fingers, hard and fast, and I can already feel her body tingling.

She’s so fucking tight, so wet, and she doesn’t even know how much she’s affecting me. She has the sweetest fucking cunt I’ve ever tasted.

I pull away from her kiss to look down at her body as my fingers continue their relentless plunge into her tight little cunt. Her head is thrown back, her eyes closed, and she’s panting. Her hands are gripping my shoulders tightly, and she’s writhing underneath me, her hips thrusting into my hand, begging for more.

“Please.”

“Please what, Sugar?” I taunt her.

“Please, I…”

“You want me to stop, Sugar? Is that what you want?” I ask, but we both know that’s not what she wants.

“No.” She shakes her head furiously. Her response is cut short as I pull away from her hold, lean down and sink my tongue into her cunt.

She moans again, louder than before, and her hands fall to her sides. She’s completely fucking gone now, and that’s exactly how I want to keep her.

I kiss and bite her clit as my fingers sink into her again, and entire body trembles. She’s going to come for me.

She’s going to come, and I’m going to fucking devour her.

“Oh my god.” She’s panting, whispering to herself. “Oh my god, oh my god.”

“It’s okay, Sugar. I can be your god. Just let go,” I say quietly, twisting my fingers inside her. She’s tightening around me, so close. I push her clit hard with my tongue, as roughly as I can, and she screams, shuddering from head to toe. I swallow her juices down to a symphony of her rough breaths and ragged pants.

I flick my tongue over her clit a few more times, before I stop and stand up. She whines in protest, but her whine dies in her throat as I reach into my jeans and pull out a condom.

Undoing my jeans, I yank them down to my knees, freeing my rock-hard cock.

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