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He leans in to kiss me.

I moan at his touch.

He's rough and demanding, proof that he wants not just my mouth, but the very air I'm trying to breathe. It's all-consuming and wonderfully dizzying.

He hooks his thumbs under the waistband of my panties and proceeds to pull them down.

They drop to my ankles and he quickly places his big, rough hand between my thighs.

His hand finds my tender pussy, already soaked for him. His other hand effortlessly unclasps the back of my bra and I help him, slipping the straps over my shoulders.

I'm bare before him.

An indescribably erotic feeling.

We kiss and he touches my folds, pleasure coursing through my body as he spreads me open and teases my clit. The intensity is so much I can't help but lean forward and rest my head against his big, round shoulder. He places his other hand on the small of my back, keeping me against him.

"Keep going..." The words come out in one hot breath, and he seems to have no intention of stopping.

Each touch, each slow circle around my clit with his fingertip brings me closer and closer.

So close.

At this point I'm desperate for relief. I need it like I need air.

Finally, I shut my eyes as euphoria fills my body.

I let out a silent shriek against his skin.

He continues and I find myself lost in a roaring orgasm, my legs shaking as I come.

"Yesssssssssssss……"

He holds me close and touches me all over, making sure he can feel me as I come.

I rejoice in the taste of his skin on my tongue, the smell of his earthy cologne in my nose, the sound of his deep growl reverberating in my ear.

When the pleasure fades, he guides me directly to the bed. Standing before me, he takes a moment to look at me, to memorize me from head to toe, his eyes roaming.

His face etched with sparkling arousal and sincere admiration.

I'm bare and defenseless before him, and there's nowhere else I'd rather be.

"I want more," I say defiantly.

He smiles, darkness smoldering in his eyes as he grabs me by the back of the head and pulls me in for a kiss—it's sloppy and feverish, desperate and demanding. "You'll do what I tell you first.."

"What do you mean..."

"Touch yourself," he says.

He takes a step back so he can watch me.

My body takes over, and my hands come up. I touch my breasts first, while he watches me, one hand covering his groins.

He squeezes his rather large erection through the fabric of his pants.

By the stars, it turns me on beyond belief to see him like this.

I massage my breasts with slow, deliberate motions, the pleasure coursing through me like wildfire.

"Like this?" I ask, my voice uneven with a flurry of emotions.

"Pinch your nipples. Make it hurt like a good girl."

"Yes."

"That's not how you answer."

I lose myself in his eyes, my mind barely processing the command. Again, my body knows what to do, moving my lips and tongue accordingly. "Yes, sir…"

"Do it," he says, and I gladly obey, pinching my nipples tighter and tighter.

A moan escapes my throat, ragged and faint as I work myself into another frenzy, but he has no intention of letting me go through it on my own. "Lay on the bed," he says.

I graciously abandon myself to fate as I lay on the bed and continue teasing myself, kneading my breasts and pinching my nipples.

Harder.

Tighter.

God, it feels so good to do this while he's watching me.

While he's stroking his manhood.

"OH, FUCK!" I gasp as he spreads my legs and slides his tongue between my wet folds.

He took me by surprise.

I'm done for.

His growl sends tendrils of restless electricity buzzing across my skin as he licks my pussy, as his lips close around the swollen clit.

"YES…, don't stop, don't you dare FUCKING stop!"

"You taste too fucking good to stop." he replies and goes down on me harder.

My pussy clenches tightly as he inserts a finger, then two, while constantly licking and pressing the tip of his tongue against my clit.

It's a repetitive motion, his fingers curling with every retreat, stimulating a heatwave that's determined to consume me whole.

"You're not gonna come until I tell you."

"What!?…"

He stops, and I curse under my breath.

My pussy is ACHING like it's never ached before.

Begging for more. My undeniable arousal trickling out and seeping into the sheets as I look down at him with wide, worried eyes.

"You won"t come until I order you to come," he says, more demanding this time.

It's like his words have power over me.

Besides, this feels too good for me to let my pride get in the way. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl," he smirks and goes back to making me the happiest woman alive.

"OH, yes…" I hiss, unable to look away.

My hands are locked on my breasts, as I realize precisely how much I enjoy pinching myself in rhyme to his cool wet tongue licking me into oblivion.

I arch my back like a fucking karmasultra queen bitch.

Tension unfurling at my core.

The tighter my fingers grip, the tighter I clench around his fingers.

I can't breathe anymore.

So close to the edge as he finger-fucks me into sheer madness while sucking and licking my swollen nub, teasing it with his teeth, nipping. I'm close to another climax—and I fear I'll fall apart at the seams when it comes.

"NOT yet, do you hear me?" he asks.

How the hell do I control myself?

Deep breath.

Deep breath.

Keep it together.

It's damn near impossible, edging me on like this will drive me mad.

"I'll die unless I come!" I voice my concern.

"You want to come?"

"Please, sir…let me come…"

"Does it hurt?" he asks, relentless in his probing of my pussy, fingers thrusting, stretching, priming me for something extraordinary.

"It hurts so good," I manage, pinching my nipples until it stings.

I'm so tight on the inside, I don't know how much longer I can control this… this runaway train.

My entire body is overflowing, loaded with tension, and this tension needs to snap.

I need my release, now more than ever.

"Maybe you've suffered enough. Come for me now," he finally says.

His tongue goes on a rampage, eating my pussy like a savage as he shoves his fingers deeper.

He presses his other hand into my lower belly, while I continue working on my breasts, mercilessly disentangling myself from reality.

"Fuck Yessssssssss......"

I come so hard, I gush like a fucking spring.

He groans with cruel pleasure as he licks me clean, as he drinks me in and squeezes every ripple of this mind-crushing orgasm.

Colors explode before my eyes, unraveling with my own screams as the official soundtrack.

"Good girl…"

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