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She trailed off as I pulled her into my lap, straddling my waist, her back arched, ass sticking out, breasts in my face she looked fucking radiant. I licked my lips as I took in the heat that smoldered in her eyes.

“Stop talking.” I ordered. “Stop thinking.”

She dipped her head and took my lips with hers, grinding her hips against mine, my cock hitting right between her beautiful thighs. As soon as our lips connected, everything else fell away. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, let my hands roam down to grab her round ass and push her against me. My cock is getting harder and all I want is to push inside of her, to feel her snug and warm around me.

“Mmm . . .” I groaned into her mouth as my hands smoothed up underneath her shirt and danced across her back. I unhooked her bra under the sweater and the round fullness that was pressed in my face had a slow throb building at the base of my spine. The soft sweater stretched across her full breasts, the nipples standing at attention, begging to be played with.

I tweaked and pulled at one beneath the knit, before latching my mouth over the stiff peak poking through the fabric. I sucked in the fresh smell of her pussy as the fabric dampened while my tongue twirled and her body arched. She kissed my lips slowly, her hips moving in a slow rhythm against mine before she pulled away and I yanked my sweater over her head and dropped her bra to the floor.

Low moans escaped her throat as she pressed her hot panty-covered-pussy into my straining cock. “You’re so perfect.”

I held her breasts in my palms and pushed them together. My thumbs dusted across her hardened peaks and she threw her head back, a small moan escaping her lips. I dipped my head and took one into my mouth, drinking in the taste of her, dragging my teeth along the sensitive nub. She hummed and rubbed herself against my straining erection.

“I bet your pussy is dripping wet for me, isn’t it? I bet your panties are drenched, juices running down your legs while you grind your hot body against my cock. I can taste you on my tongue, the smell of your need is so thick.” I growled before flipping the button on my pants and slipping my finger beneath her panties. “Do you want me inside you?”

“Yes . . .” she hummed and bucked on me as my fingers found her wet slit and thrust inside her. I pumped three fingers inside her body, swirling my thumb along her hardened nub before pulling out my hand, and thrusting my fingers wet with her juices in my mouth.

“Your sweetness belongs on my tongue.”

Her eyes widened as one of her hands climbed up her body to pull on her own nipple.

“Fuck, baby,” I growled as I watched her tug. She watched as I cleaned my fingers of her juices.

I moved like lightning and pushed her down on the couch, my body hovering over her. I pushed my boxers down and lined up to thrust into her. The head of my cock just breached her entrance before I paused.

I wanted to plunge in without warning, no time to think twice. I needed to be inside her, pumping away, chasing my orgasm, but I’d seen myself. I knew I was bigger than average. I had to be gentle. I didn’t want to leave her sore and unable to fuck for days, because that’s exactly what I had in mind.

Fucking her again and again, for days. Until I had my fill and she couldn’t walk straight.

I was about to ease into her, let her adjust to me slowly, not fuck her like a teenager getting his first shot at pussy, when she wrapped her long legs around my waist and whispered my name so sweetly.

Just like that and I was ramming my hard-as-steel cock straight into her.

She arched and groaned. I moved my lips down to her hard nipples and pulled one into my mouth, one hand supporting me over her body, the other wrapped around her shapely waist, pulling her into me as I hummed against her flesh.

“The way you hug me, baby, it’s special.” I thrust into her softly, already near to losing my mind as she took everything I had to give. Her hair fell into my face as we melded, her moans echoing across the room, nails biting into my back, the pain-pleasure sensation causing the base of my spine to tingle. I ground my hips and circled, my pelvis working against her clit. I angled my hips and clenched at the flesh of her ass to lift her up into me, to position her to hit the spot on her inner wall that would have her coming apart beneath me.


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