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through the folds of her pussy, lapping up her juices and making more spill from her. The fact she still wore her panties, but that he was causing her to fly higher and closer to climax, sped the process along. It was hot and erotic, and she knew there was no way she could stop the flow of desire that was sure to take her over the edge.
“Come on, Sasha.” He ran his tongue over her clit, sucked the hard nub into his mouth, and growled when she bucked against him. A slight discomfort from her panties digging into her flesh seemed to make her pleasure that more intense. “Come for me. Fucking come all over my face.” He tightened his fingers on her thighs.
She could have come right then, was about to, but then he shoved two fingers into her, curled the digits up so the pads rubbed along an ultrasensitive area, and growled once more against her clit. The vibrations coupled with the thrust of those thick fingers had her exploding. She came hard and long, screaming his name and pulling at his hair. He wouldn’t relent, wouldn’t give her a reprieve from the pleasure/pain he delivered. It was only when she pleaded and begged for him to stop, that he actually did, but he wasn’t finished with her, not if the look in his eyes was anything to go by.
All Sasha could do was suck enough air into her lungs and watch as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. Then he grabbed a condom from his wallet and got rid of his jeans. He wore no underwear, and that fact alone was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen.
“Pull the dress down. Just enough that I can see your tits, Sasha.”
Gone was the gentleman that had always been Jonas. In its place was a man who wanted to fuck her. His wide shoulders led down defined to pecs , a rippling six-pack, and narrow hips. He had that delicious V of muscles that pointed right to his cock, and what a cock it was—long and thick and everything masculine. She shouldn’t have expected less, not after she had been with Tanner and had felt exactly how big he was. They were twins after all, similar in appearance and it appeared in raw sexuality, too. He slipped the condom on and moved back between her thighs.
“Let me see your tits, Sasha.” Her heart felt like it was about to explode for how fast everything was going. Moving slowly, and not because she was being coy, but because she was so turned on she couldn’t get her limbs to do what she wanted, Sasha pushed the straps of her dress down her shoulders. She didn’t wear a bra, and her breasts sprang free of their constraint. It was clear Jonas liked it by the way he groaned and immediately dipped his head to take a bared nipple into his mouth. He alternated between her breasts, and sucked on the peaks so hard the ecstasy and agony morphed into one continuous wave. The hot length of him pressed against her slit, and all she wanted to do was demand he tear her panties away and plunge into her. This was a long time in coming. While he continued to suckle on her, he reached between their bodies, gripped her panties, and tore the damn things away. He pulled back, caught her gaze with his, and aligned the thick crest of his cock at the entrance of her body.
“You have no fucking idea how many times I’ve thought about doing this, Sasha.” He ran the tip up and down her cleft, teasing her to the point she wanted to scream. “Years, baby.” He pressed the cap of his dick back at her opening, and for a suspended moment he stared at her, not moving or breathing. “Tell me you want my dick in your cunt. Tell me you’ve touched your hot little pussy while thinking about this moment, thinking about me shoving my cock inside of you.”
God, his filthy fucking words drove her insane. There had only been one other man who could arouse her so completely with just a few, dirty words—Tanner.
Licking her lips then dropping her gaze down to his mouth, she whispered, “Yes. I’ve thought about you fucking me.” He groaned. “Fuck my
“Come on, Sasha.” He ran his tongue over her clit, sucked the hard nub into his mouth, and growled when she bucked against him. A slight discomfort from her panties digging into her flesh seemed to make her pleasure that more intense. “Come for me. Fucking come all over my face.” He tightened his fingers on her thighs.
She could have come right then, was about to, but then he shoved two fingers into her, curled the digits up so the pads rubbed along an ultrasensitive area, and growled once more against her clit. The vibrations coupled with the thrust of those thick fingers had her exploding. She came hard and long, screaming his name and pulling at his hair. He wouldn’t relent, wouldn’t give her a reprieve from the pleasure/pain he delivered. It was only when she pleaded and begged for him to stop, that he actually did, but he wasn’t finished with her, not if the look in his eyes was anything to go by.
All Sasha could do was suck enough air into her lungs and watch as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. Then he grabbed a condom from his wallet and got rid of his jeans. He wore no underwear, and that fact alone was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen.
“Pull the dress down. Just enough that I can see your tits, Sasha.”
Gone was the gentleman that had always been Jonas. In its place was a man who wanted to fuck her. His wide shoulders led down defined to pecs , a rippling six-pack, and narrow hips. He had that delicious V of muscles that pointed right to his cock, and what a cock it was—long and thick and everything masculine. She shouldn’t have expected less, not after she had been with Tanner and had felt exactly how big he was. They were twins after all, similar in appearance and it appeared in raw sexuality, too. He slipped the condom on and moved back between her thighs.
“Let me see your tits, Sasha.” Her heart felt like it was about to explode for how fast everything was going. Moving slowly, and not because she was being coy, but because she was so turned on she couldn’t get her limbs to do what she wanted, Sasha pushed the straps of her dress down her shoulders. She didn’t wear a bra, and her breasts sprang free of their constraint. It was clear Jonas liked it by the way he groaned and immediately dipped his head to take a bared nipple into his mouth. He alternated between her breasts, and sucked on the peaks so hard the ecstasy and agony morphed into one continuous wave. The hot length of him pressed against her slit, and all she wanted to do was demand he tear her panties away and plunge into her. This was a long time in coming. While he continued to suckle on her, he reached between their bodies, gripped her panties, and tore the damn things away. He pulled back, caught her gaze with his, and aligned the thick crest of his cock at the entrance of her body.
“You have no fucking idea how many times I’ve thought about doing this, Sasha.” He ran the tip up and down her cleft, teasing her to the point she wanted to scream. “Years, baby.” He pressed the cap of his dick back at her opening, and for a suspended moment he stared at her, not moving or breathing. “Tell me you want my dick in your cunt. Tell me you’ve touched your hot little pussy while thinking about this moment, thinking about me shoving my cock inside of you.”
God, his filthy fucking words drove her insane. There had only been one other man who could arouse her so completely with just a few, dirty words—Tanner.
Licking her lips then dropping her gaze down to his mouth, she whispered, “Yes. I’ve thought about you fucking me.” He groaned. “Fuck my