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as I pursed my lips and slipped my arms
through my bra straps.
With his eyes still on me, he grabbed my breasts with both hands
and squeezed them. Then he lowered himself back down and took one of my nipples
in his mouth, flicking his tongue around it like a flame. He rolled the other
in his fingertips before pinching it too hard, the sharpness of it shocking my
body.
I didn’t know whether to moan or yelp. The contrast of the two
sensations as he groped me was overwhelming. And just when I thought I couldn’t
take it anymore, I felt one of his hands slide in the top of my pants and go
straight to the heat between my legs.
“You’re so wet,” he said, releasing my nipple from between his
teeth.
I didn’t know what to say or where to look.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were so wet?”
I attempted a shrug.
His eyebrows furrowed in frustration. “That’s not the kind of secret
you should keep from me.”
He kept his eyes on my face as he slipped his fingers in the
front of my underwear and pressed them against my hot clit. Then he shook his
head like he’d just eaten something delicious.
“What to do about this..” he said, moving his fingers in gentle
circles, watching my face as he warmed me up.
“Is it time?” I asked under my breath.
“No.” He smiled. “But I can see now that you’re hurting.”
“So bad,” I said. “Not having you hurts so bad.”
“Let’s get one thing clear,” he said, positioning his fingertips
over my opening. “I’m the one that’s having you.” And then he thrust his
fingers deep inside me.
My eyelids fluttered as he pushed his way in, my lips falling
open as I squeezed around him.
“Fuck me,” he said, letting his fingers dive even deeper.
“You’re so tight.”
Every churn of his fingers sent waves through my body, each one
hotter than the next.
“I can’t wait to slip inside you,” he said, finger fucking me
until my arms writhed against the pillows.
“Please,” I said. “Please.”
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me now,” I said. “I need you to fuck me.”
He removed his fingers, leaving me horribly empty and hornier
than hell and grabbed the top of my pants with both hands. Then he pulled them
off me, leaving me lay right where I was.
I leaned up on my elbows.
I was completely naked on a rooftop bar in Thailand, and a sexy
man I just met was lowering his head between my legs.
I wanted to ask him what he was doing, but I wasn’t an idiot. It
just hadn’t occurred to me that he would fuck me like that. And then I
remembered what he’d said about saying my name and his mouth being full and it
all made sense.
I craned my neck up so I could see him.
He kept his eyes on me as he pushed my legs apart. “Relax,” he
said, wrapping his hands around the back of my thighs and digging his fingers
into my flesh.
Then he pressed his warm tongue against my pussy, and I melted.
Chapter
13: Jack
Her pussy was fucking gorgeous.
And I couldn’t believe how wet she was. If I’d known, I’m not
sure I would’ve been able to take my time lingering over her voluptuous tits
like that.
Not that I regretted it. Her body was heaven, soft in all the
right places and begging to be explored.
She shuddered when I laid my tongue against her, the heat from
her pussy almost burning me as I flicked her clit gently.
“Jesus, Jack,” she panted. “Is it time now?”
I didn’t answer her verbally. Instead, I stuck my tongue out and
shook my head back and forth.
“Please,” she moaned. “I’m begging you.”
I stuck my tongue inside her and her pussy closed around it.
She was so tight- almost impossibly tight- and the pressure in
my dick was painful at that point. But I wanted her dripping, needed her hot
enough to take me. Because whoever she’d been fucking lately, they hadn’t sized
her up for me.
And I didn’t want it to hurt too bad. I knew it would hurt a
little. It always did. But I lived for that, the look in
through my bra straps.
With his eyes still on me, he grabbed my breasts with both hands
and squeezed them. Then he lowered himself back down and took one of my nipples
in his mouth, flicking his tongue around it like a flame. He rolled the other
in his fingertips before pinching it too hard, the sharpness of it shocking my
body.
I didn’t know whether to moan or yelp. The contrast of the two
sensations as he groped me was overwhelming. And just when I thought I couldn’t
take it anymore, I felt one of his hands slide in the top of my pants and go
straight to the heat between my legs.
“You’re so wet,” he said, releasing my nipple from between his
teeth.
I didn’t know what to say or where to look.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were so wet?”
I attempted a shrug.
His eyebrows furrowed in frustration. “That’s not the kind of secret
you should keep from me.”
He kept his eyes on my face as he slipped his fingers in the
front of my underwear and pressed them against my hot clit. Then he shook his
head like he’d just eaten something delicious.
“What to do about this..” he said, moving his fingers in gentle
circles, watching my face as he warmed me up.
“Is it time?” I asked under my breath.
“No.” He smiled. “But I can see now that you’re hurting.”
“So bad,” I said. “Not having you hurts so bad.”
“Let’s get one thing clear,” he said, positioning his fingertips
over my opening. “I’m the one that’s having you.” And then he thrust his
fingers deep inside me.
My eyelids fluttered as he pushed his way in, my lips falling
open as I squeezed around him.
“Fuck me,” he said, letting his fingers dive even deeper.
“You’re so tight.”
Every churn of his fingers sent waves through my body, each one
hotter than the next.
“I can’t wait to slip inside you,” he said, finger fucking me
until my arms writhed against the pillows.
“Please,” I said. “Please.”
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me now,” I said. “I need you to fuck me.”
He removed his fingers, leaving me horribly empty and hornier
than hell and grabbed the top of my pants with both hands. Then he pulled them
off me, leaving me lay right where I was.
I leaned up on my elbows.
I was completely naked on a rooftop bar in Thailand, and a sexy
man I just met was lowering his head between my legs.
I wanted to ask him what he was doing, but I wasn’t an idiot. It
just hadn’t occurred to me that he would fuck me like that. And then I
remembered what he’d said about saying my name and his mouth being full and it
all made sense.
I craned my neck up so I could see him.
He kept his eyes on me as he pushed my legs apart. “Relax,” he
said, wrapping his hands around the back of my thighs and digging his fingers
into my flesh.
Then he pressed his warm tongue against my pussy, and I melted.
Chapter
13: Jack
Her pussy was fucking gorgeous.
And I couldn’t believe how wet she was. If I’d known, I’m not
sure I would’ve been able to take my time lingering over her voluptuous tits
like that.
Not that I regretted it. Her body was heaven, soft in all the
right places and begging to be explored.
She shuddered when I laid my tongue against her, the heat from
her pussy almost burning me as I flicked her clit gently.
“Jesus, Jack,” she panted. “Is it time now?”
I didn’t answer her verbally. Instead, I stuck my tongue out and
shook my head back and forth.
“Please,” she moaned. “I’m begging you.”
I stuck my tongue inside her and her pussy closed around it.
She was so tight- almost impossibly tight- and the pressure in
my dick was painful at that point. But I wanted her dripping, needed her hot
enough to take me. Because whoever she’d been fucking lately, they hadn’t sized
her up for me.
And I didn’t want it to hurt too bad. I knew it would hurt a
little. It always did. But I lived for that, the look in
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