fingers. I want to taste that flood as she rides my face.
“Bed,” she gasps as I lift her up, palming her ass through soft cotton that has to go, now. I kiss her neck, sucking on the flesh there, then lower, tasting her collarbone and her shoulder. I use my teeth to pull down her bra strap, and she grabs at the other one, baring both of her breasts.
I almost drop her as her tits bounce into view.
She’s perfect. They’re perfect. Round and firm, topped with nipples that are already tightening under my gaze. I set her down and drop to my knees. I nuzzle the skin between her breasts, then take my time kissing both mounds before I suck one tight peak into my mouth.
I almost jizz in my pants at the sweet fullness in my mouth, the rub of her taut nipple against my tongue. So fucking good. Sexy and lush, I can’t wait to have these beauties slapping me in the face as she bounces on top of me. I ease off her pants, then stand, replacing my mouth with my hands. No way am I leaving her breasts unattended. I’ll be their faithful servant for the rest of the night.
For fucking ever if she wants.
Ali palms my dick through my pants and I hoarsely tell her to get me naked. She starts with my shirt, unbuttoning it. Her fingers are shaking, and I stop her long enough to pull her hand to my mouth and kiss the tips. “We’ll go slow,” I promise.
She laughs. “Slow is the last thing I want. I’m so excited I can’t handle it.”
Well, all right then.
Eyes on her the whole time, I wrench down her panties and lift her up, my palms big and rough on her hips. Fuck, she’s tiny. And she’s breathing fast, because some brute is manhandling her onto her bed.
But when she lands on her back, she doesn’t scurry away from me. Slow as honey, she rolls her knees up between us, her ankles crossing—obscuring my view of her pussy.
My pussy. For tonight, it’s mine.
I’m going to lick it.
Suck it.
Finger it until she screams.
Claim it in every way I can without ruining her forever.
I get rid of my clothes and crawl on top of her, our mouths finding each other, her hands wrapping around my back as I tangle my fingers in her hair.
Her legs wrap around my waist, and I forget about all my virtuous plans to make her come on my fingers and with my tongue, because she’s already wet, and I can feel her pussy against my balls.
She freezes.
I kiss her harder, not ready to talk about going to the next step—or not.
She comes alive in my arms again and rolls her hips, and my cock slips between her lips, lying against her sex.
I match her movements, heat swarming my entire body as I rut against her.
“Scott,” she breathes, and I brush my thumb across her cheekbone.
“Ali.”
“You feel…wow.”
I grin at her, then I glance down between our bodies.
It’s obscene, this view of my cock sliding between her legs.
Beautiful, how wet she is for me. How slick her slit is, making me glide faster, rub harder.
That’s us. Beauty and the beast. My arms flex as I hold myself above her, surging our bodies together.
Almost fucking.
It’s even more perverted like this.
“See how much I’d fill you up,” I rasp, and she jerks her head up.
She was already watching, but now she’s looking right at me again. Like she sees every twisted want in my head and they get her off. Blood pounds through my body. She licks her lips and the throb in my cock hurts so bad now.
“Yeah, I see,” she whispers. “You’re so big. You’ll never fit.”
That shouldn’t turn me on. It never has before, not like this. Not this fantasy. But it totally does. She writhes beneath me, taunting me to play, too. Fuck, yes. I press her legs wide and grind against her, my cock riding hard over her clit and onto her belly again. “I’d break you, Ali.”
“I want you to.” She reaches for me, winding her arms around my neck, and she tugs me down.
I could hold myself up. I could resist her. Make us both watch as her breath grows
“Bed,” she gasps as I lift her up, palming her ass through soft cotton that has to go, now. I kiss her neck, sucking on the flesh there, then lower, tasting her collarbone and her shoulder. I use my teeth to pull down her bra strap, and she grabs at the other one, baring both of her breasts.
I almost drop her as her tits bounce into view.
She’s perfect. They’re perfect. Round and firm, topped with nipples that are already tightening under my gaze. I set her down and drop to my knees. I nuzzle the skin between her breasts, then take my time kissing both mounds before I suck one tight peak into my mouth.
I almost jizz in my pants at the sweet fullness in my mouth, the rub of her taut nipple against my tongue. So fucking good. Sexy and lush, I can’t wait to have these beauties slapping me in the face as she bounces on top of me. I ease off her pants, then stand, replacing my mouth with my hands. No way am I leaving her breasts unattended. I’ll be their faithful servant for the rest of the night.
For fucking ever if she wants.
Ali palms my dick through my pants and I hoarsely tell her to get me naked. She starts with my shirt, unbuttoning it. Her fingers are shaking, and I stop her long enough to pull her hand to my mouth and kiss the tips. “We’ll go slow,” I promise.
She laughs. “Slow is the last thing I want. I’m so excited I can’t handle it.”
Well, all right then.
Eyes on her the whole time, I wrench down her panties and lift her up, my palms big and rough on her hips. Fuck, she’s tiny. And she’s breathing fast, because some brute is manhandling her onto her bed.
But when she lands on her back, she doesn’t scurry away from me. Slow as honey, she rolls her knees up between us, her ankles crossing—obscuring my view of her pussy.
My pussy. For tonight, it’s mine.
I’m going to lick it.
Suck it.
Finger it until she screams.
Claim it in every way I can without ruining her forever.
I get rid of my clothes and crawl on top of her, our mouths finding each other, her hands wrapping around my back as I tangle my fingers in her hair.
Her legs wrap around my waist, and I forget about all my virtuous plans to make her come on my fingers and with my tongue, because she’s already wet, and I can feel her pussy against my balls.
She freezes.
I kiss her harder, not ready to talk about going to the next step—or not.
She comes alive in my arms again and rolls her hips, and my cock slips between her lips, lying against her sex.
I match her movements, heat swarming my entire body as I rut against her.
“Scott,” she breathes, and I brush my thumb across her cheekbone.
“Ali.”
“You feel…wow.”
I grin at her, then I glance down between our bodies.
It’s obscene, this view of my cock sliding between her legs.
Beautiful, how wet she is for me. How slick her slit is, making me glide faster, rub harder.
That’s us. Beauty and the beast. My arms flex as I hold myself above her, surging our bodies together.
Almost fucking.
It’s even more perverted like this.
“See how much I’d fill you up,” I rasp, and she jerks her head up.
She was already watching, but now she’s looking right at me again. Like she sees every twisted want in my head and they get her off. Blood pounds through my body. She licks her lips and the throb in my cock hurts so bad now.
“Yeah, I see,” she whispers. “You’re so big. You’ll never fit.”
That shouldn’t turn me on. It never has before, not like this. Not this fantasy. But it totally does. She writhes beneath me, taunting me to play, too. Fuck, yes. I press her legs wide and grind against her, my cock riding hard over her clit and onto her belly again. “I’d break you, Ali.”
“I want you to.” She reaches for me, winding her arms around my neck, and she tugs me down.
I could hold myself up. I could resist her. Make us both watch as her breath grows
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