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; “Why…why didn’t you?”

“Because I like hanging out with you.” I tug her panties to the side to expose her pink wetness, and my cock throbs. It takes everything I have to form a coherent sentence. “I don’t normally hang out with a girl after sex, and the truth is, I kind of like hanging out with you, so I didn’t want to fuck things up. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to fuck you.”

She nods like she totally understands. “I like hanging out with you too,” she says. “I don’t think sex will fuck that up.”

“Does that mean I get the five days I asked for?” Her eyes fall shut when I rub my thumb over her engorged clit and insert my finger up to the first knuckle. I still inside her, and she shifts trying to force me in deeper.

“Five days?” she asks, her body so hot and needy she’s clearly not thinking straight. “What do you mean?”

“I rear-ended you, and for the next five days you’re mine to take care of.” I inch my finger out. “Say yes.”

Her hips lift. “You don’t play fair, Alek.”

I chuckle at that and slide my finger in deeper. “I play to win.”

“One condition,” she says, her breaths coming fast as I toy with her clit, and lean forward to run the soft blade of my tongue over her nipple.

“What might that be?”

“We get to do this every day.”

“That’s not a condition, Aly. That’s a given. Before our five days are over, I’m going to own every inch of your body.”

Her body trembles beneath me. “No commitment, no expectations,” she adds and while I can’t give her any of those things, for some odd reason her words sting.

“Deal,” I say, and she grips the bedding and tugs as I slip another finger inside her.

“Take me,” she whimpers.

She’s so wet, and so close, but I’m not ready for her to come yet. I finger fuck her a few more times, and she cries when I remove my hand and skim it down her thighs, leaving a trail that my mouth will soon follow.

“No, please,” she says, her eyes wide and wild with desire as her needy voice vibrates through me and massages my aching cock. “I need to come.” Jesus, I love the way I can drive her crazy. But she’s not the only one in the room close to losing it.

I press a kiss to her stomach. “I’m going to take you where you need to go, Aly. With my mouth on you.”

A sound of pure pleasure rumbles in her chest. “Right, yes,” she says, her voice nothing but a whimper as I relentlessly tease her. I purposely nudge her clit as I reposition my body and climb between her legs, her tight bundle of nerves practically throbbing against my fingertip. I glance at her damp panties, the treasure beneath mine for the taking. And I plan to take. Oh yeah, I plan to fuck this sweet woman until the neighbors can hear her screaming my name.

“I need these panties gone,” I say and grip her legs and close them tightly. She goes up on her elbows, her beautiful breasts on display as I tug her panties down. With my mouth inches from her pussy, I breathe in her aroused scent.

Jesus, she’s going to be the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.

She struggles to open her legs again, but I put my knees on either side of hers, preventing her from spreading. I press my finger to her clit and slide it down, parting her damp folds and licking through her wetness. I’m rewarded with a sweet moan.

“I love how wet you are for me.” I stroke her and watch her find pleasure as I restrain her beneath me. “I’m going to make you even wetter with my tongue, then you’re going to come all over me, Aly.” I push my finger into her hot, tight hole and her muscles clench. “You need my cock,” I state. “You want me to fuck you, Aly?”

I move my finger in and out, and nearly shoot off at her tortured moans.

“Yes, just like that,” she says, as I bring her higher and higher. Her hands go to her breasts and she cups them, squeezes her nipples, and it’s pretty much more than I can take. I drop to the mattress, spread her legs wide, and lick a path up her damp thighs until I reach her pussy. Her juices glisten beneath my gaze, and I dive in, take her throbbing clit into my mouth as I scissor two fingers inside her until she’s practically convulsing beneath me.

My cock throbs, thick and impatient, needing to feel her wrapped around it in the worst way. She squirms and I use the tip of my tongue to apply pressure to her clit, wanting her to revel in every hard lap, even the littlest of sensation, until her body gives in to the pleasure.

“Yes,” she says and grips my head, her hips jerking up and down as I lick, and nibble, and eat my fill. “Alek,” she cries, and seconds later she bursts around my fingers, her hot flood of desire filling my mouth and dripping down my hands. I lap at her, drink her in, not wanting to miss a single droplet. I stay there until her body comes back, her spasms slowing, and I trail my tongue around her sweet opening, licking her softly.

“Jesus, you taste good,” I murmur from between her legs. Inching back, I kiss a wet path up her body, stopping to tease her nipples again, and bury my mouth in the sweet hollow of her throat. My cock presses against her center, eager to get inside.

I rock against her, and rotate my hips. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want your cock,” she says, her nails scraping over my back. “I want you to fuck me.”


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