Fuck this. I grab the hem and tear the T-shirt over my head, throwing it to the floor somewhere. “Come here.”
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sp; “Not yet.” She shoves my pants down, and I hiss when my cock catches in the fabric. Before I catch my breath, the pants are sliding down my legs and I step out of them. “You come here.”
Her wicked little hands wrap around my dick and then she opens her mouth and swallows me down to the root.
I make a sound like I’m choking to death. “Oh fuck, fuck, yeah…” My hands clench at my sides as she sucks on my hard-on and licks the head like a lollipop and oh shit, my balls are drawing up, tightening.
No way. Regretfully I push her back, off my dick. “Don’t wanna come yet.”
Though my dick jerks when she licks her lips. “You taste good.”
A groan makes its way up my throat and have to grip the base of my cock not to come here and now.
That cat-like grin again, though her dark eyes hold a question, one I’m about to answer.
“I wanna see you.” I give my cock a few strokes, then reach for her and push the black jacket off her shoulders. Her fine blouse molds over her round tits, outlining the peaks of her nipples.
Damn, this girl. Even fully clothed she heats my blood. I run my hands over her shoulders, over her tits, hear her sharp intake of breath. I lift the blouse off her, throw it over the side of the bed and stare at the lace-covered mounds, dark nipples showing through.
Hot.
I tug the lace down and stroke her nipples with my thumbs, until they harden more. She moans, face turned to the side, eyes gleaming beneath her lashes. I need to taste them. They look like chocolate, and I bet they’re just as sweet.
Climbing between her legs, I slide my hands up to her shoulders and push her on her back, bend over her to lick and suck. I was right, she tastes sweet, the little nubs like candies. I tug on one with my teeth and her body arches off the mattress.
“God, please!” she whimpers.
I like the sound of this, so I do it again, then grin against her breast. “Please, what?”
She swallows, glances up at me. “I want you.”
I plant my hands on either side of her and lift up to look down into her eyes. “Girl, you wouldn’t believe how fucking much I want you.” As proof, I rub my hard cock up and down her thigh, and she lets her legs fall wider. “Yeah?”
She slides her hand down, tries to touch my dick, but nah, no way. I grab her hands and plant them back beside her head, panting with need.
“Be good,” I say, and hiss when she tries to wrap her legs around me. “Oh shit.”
God, I want to take my time with her, but my hard-on has other ideas, twitching and leaking. I push it down, count back from twenty.
Think of England.
Think of the frigid expanses of outer space.
Down, Dick. Still unwrapping my present here.
Tugging her legs down, I fumble with her skirt, realize there is no zipper there, so I just drag the fabric down and off her.
Now we’re talking.
Her panties are lacy like her bra that’s hanging decadently under her tits as if offering them to me. Biting back a groan at the sight, I all but rip the damn panties off her, pulling them down her smooth thighs and calves.
Finally I spread her legs, and oh shit, she’s perfect. I mean, I knew it. I’d seen her yesterday before I went down on her but now… Jeez, girls are pretty, and she’s the prettiest I’ve seen by far.
I drag my fingers through her wetness, stroking her clit, pushing my thumb into her pussy, and she writhes. The scent of her arousal hits me hard, tightening my stomach, taking my breath, and I can’t take it any longer.
Grabbing my cock, I shove into her, through her slick folds, into the maddening fist of her body. She arches against me, knees folding up, cradling me, and I drag myself over her, planting my elbows by her head, sinking inside her all the way.