touching in the middle of the seat, and Justin placed his hand very high up on my thigh. I'm not even sure that area qualifies as part of the thigh, and he leans over to me and begins kissing my neck. I want to play too, but I'm not about to be shy, so I put my hand right on his cock and squeezed it, feeling it growing through his jeans. He moves his hands up between my legs, using his finger to press on my clit. I rub my thumb right where I know the head of his cock is as he slides his tongue into my mouth. We kiss all the way to my hotel and practically jerked each other off as we ignore the driver.
I try to pay for the cab when we get there, but Justin wasn't having that. Our mouths found each other’s again in the elevator until the doors opened and we were in the hall. The swipe key was ready in my hand and we were alone in my room in minutes.
As the door shuts, I pull Justin's move, slamming him up against the wall and pinning his hands back. It was more gesture than strength, we both know that, but he complies. The bulge in his pants was huge, and I went right at it, whipping his belt open, undoing the button, ripping at the zipper until his cock was free.
He was just as hard as earlier, an almost purple hint at its top. I put my tongue on his balls and slowly ran it up the entire length of him and when I got to the top I swallowed it. I wanted to hear his growl again, and I got it. As hard as I could, I began sucking him, imagining I was going to suck the cum out of him before he was even ready, all while I was looking up at him, letting him watch his hardness riding in and out of my face and my fingers played and tickled the place just behind his balls.
"Oh my God," he breathed, "that's incredible!"
I couldn't stop my proud smile, so while my lips parted, releasing the pressure on him, I flicked my tongue around his cocks slit, almost trying to go in it. He growled again and tries to push himself off the wall, but I push him back. Justin was stunned. I went back to making him watch, enjoying the taste of him, loving the control. His breathing started to get louder, and I felt his cock swelling slightly to an even more impressive size, preparing to climax.
"Enough," he demanded, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me away, pulling my mouth off him. He didn't help me up, though; instead he twists me down to the floor, turning me so that my ass is facing him.
There was nothing nice in the way he forced my dress up, or how he grabbed my V-string down to my knees. He was being an animal, and I felt myself practically gushing between my legs. I'd never been taken like this before, not painful at all, but forceful. I ache for him to enter me.
Fingers dove into me as soon he dropped to his knees behind me. They were not slow this time, curling in rapid hooks that torture my G-spot, pulling my wetness out with them. The thumb of his other hand, strums my swollen clit, holding open the tender folds, exposing the sensitive tip to the pad of his finger.
"You get so wet," he growls. "It makes me insane with lust."
He blows on me so I can feel all the wetness he's made. His thumb slides up my clit at the same time his fingers inside me pull down on my G-spot, and it's like I'm being torn apart by pleasure.
His hands disappear from me, leaving a throbbing ache behind them.
Justin takes his pants down and drops to his knees, and I arch my back to open up for him willingly. I could feel his engorged head press against my opening, dipping in to lubricate in my juices, and then after one short drawback, he rams it into me, unable to wait any longer. He fills me, taking part in all of my most personal secrets.
He falls forward onto my back and growls into my ear. The vibrations of his voice go straight to my pussy in wicked, electric jolts. Justin grabs my flesh, and I feel him reposition his legs. When he starts thrusting, he is on my G-spot, my body rocking under him as I enjoy the feel of his hips slapping my ass.
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