to try and talk my way out of this one. She’s going to let it go. There’s only one thing I can do and I intend to show her that I love her and care for her. I intend to let her know that I’ll never run out on her again. I need her to know how much she means to me.
I lift my head and rub my lips against hers. I place gentle kisses across her face, from her forehead to her nose, and eventually back to her lips.
She responds with gentle moans. I stare at her for a second, taking her beauty in as she looks at me, wanting me to take her, needing me to be with her once again.
“Sorry,” I whisper as she opens her mouth and I put my large hands into her gentle fingers. I embrace them as I start to flick my tongue inside her mouth. I want to taste her saliva; it always tastes of her sweetness and most of all her love.
We moan as my length starts to rise, but I want to take her slowly. I’m not in a rush. I break away and place her gently in the middle of my bed. It’s king sized and she seems lost when she’s alone on top of it. It was my sanctuary because it was the one place I kept sacred and no one had ever ventured onto, until now.
I start to take her jeans off slowly. As I take her socks off one by one, I start to gently suck on her toes. She laughs as I do it and I run my hand gently down each leg as I start to take off her underwear. I inhale the sweet scent of her pussy on her undies for a second before I flick them to the side.
She sits up and I take off her white shirt and then her bra. I want her naked on my bed. I take in the beauty of her body. I’m not ready to fuck her. I’m tired of fucking. I want to just make love to her. I’m taking the day off and it’s going to be spent loving Mia.
She starts to shiver as I use one finger to circle around her lips, then down her shoulder, and across her body.
“Am I the only one that’s going to be naked?” She looks at me questioningly as I use my fingers to trace her body, not touching her breasts or her pussy. I’m kneeling between her open legs and I’m watching her reaction to every move I make. I replace one of my hands with my tongue. I point it and dash it around taking the same patch down her body. She starts to moan. I can’t resist her anymore. I use my fingers, dipping them inside her, and begin to circle inside her cunt.
I tease her areole by using my tongue to circle it, and then I suck on it as if I’m drinking from a straw. Her moans turn into screams as my fingers thrust in and out, my thumb running through her folds. I recall eating her pussy when we were in the dungeon, and how she reacted by arching her back, telling me that I’m on the right path, and she wants me to take her over the edge.
My cock is on fire. It wants to be greedy and enter her. The smell is overwhelming as her wetness increases. I´m jerking up and down in anticipation. Mentally, I calm it down as I stick my tongue into her folds.
Shit, that tastes good.
“Fuck me!” She pleads as she starts to shiver. “Alex! Al!”
I start sucking and pulling her clit. I want to taste her when she comes. I use my other hand to trace inside her legs up and down, combining different points of contact, driving her crazy. My fingers are still inside of her.
“Alex!”
She screams even louder as she jerks and erupts like a volcano, reaching her climax. I’m still kneeling between her open legs. She doesn’t hesitate in taking my shirt off. She spares not a moment’s thought in tearing off my jeans as well. She pushes me on the bed and straddles me. She grabs my shaft in her small hand, holding the head to her pussy. She slides down, burying it inside her, and starts riding the hell out of me. Her wet, tight pussy on my cock feels amazing.
She owns me. Placing her feet flat on the bed, she balances herself and the view is fucking hot. She claims my cock, continuing up and down, consuming it. Hard and fast, she tightens
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