lap of her tongue, a sharp, electric tug
tightened his groin. His balls quivered and heat poured into
his cock, filling it beneath the hand still poised to guard it
from her explorations.
This shouldn’t be happening. He’d been warned. His gut
told him he’d already made one monumental mistake. Chessa
would have his ass for sure, but he was convinced her anger
wouldn’t be the worst of the fallout from his moment of
weakness.
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Natalie shifted on the mattress, catching him unaware. Her
knees nudged between his legs and he automatically shoved
them apart, giving her space to kneel between.
Their positions reversed this time, his mind reeled as sexy,
innocent little Natalie plied his flesh with her tongue, licking
him ravenously—nipple to sternum, then on to the other
throbbing nipple—her own swaying breasts searing his belly
with licks of fire each time she leaned close.
The hand he used to shield himself wrapped around his
cock, and he found himself gripping it hard to work the sexslick skin slowly up and down the steely shaft. Again, he
couldn’t fight the arousal singeing every synapse.
When he scraped her inner thighs with the tip of his cock,
he groaned and angled it straight at her core. Any thought of
resistance his mind had harbored was swept away with a lust
hotter than anything he’d ever felt before.
He had to fuck her again. Drive deep into her. Cram past
her tight inner muscles to feel them squeeze around him
and drench his skin with her cream. Sweet Jesus ! It had to
be now.
He gripped her hips and flexed upward to impale her, but
she laughed and rose higher, escaping his straining cock.
“Not yet. I told you it’s my turn.” She slid down his body,
pausing to push both plump breasts around his erection—the
softest glove he’d ever worn.
The sight appeared to fascinate her almost as much as him
because she stared as she squeezed and bobbed, playing peekaboo with his cock. “Must be a million ways to fuck,” she said
softly, then looked up at him.
How had he ever thought he could resist her? Her eyes
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shone bright in the lamplight, and her lips were wet and swollen. His cock peeked again from between her breasts, and he
groaned. “Virgin-girl, you gotta nasty mouth.”
“I like the act. The word feels . . . powerful .”
On her lips, it certainly was. He flexed his hips and fucked
his cock between her breasts, desperate now to be enveloped
in her heat.
On an upward stroke, her breath brushed the swollen head
of his dick. On the next, her tongue glazed it with moisture.
Shuddering, he closed his eyes and stroked again, accepting
her control of his arousal and hoping she wouldn’t torture
him long.
Her breasts fell away from the sides of his cock, and before
he had a moment to regret the loss, her mouth swallowed
him, her hands clutching his shaft as she murmured around
his sex—sucking, licking, her head bobbing down and up, engulfing him in heat then abandoning him to the cool air with
each sexy glide.
Not much finesse, but she was learning quickly what drove
him nuts. Her fingers cupping and rolling his balls had him
beyond speech in seconds. The hard suction of her lips had
him groaning and straining to cram deep into her throat. He
gripped her hair to pull her farther down his cock, but she
scraped her teeth along his length in warning.
He needed more, and at the rate of her exploration his balls
would be blue before she let him come. He caught her hands
and wrapped them around the base of his cock and pushed
them up and down, twisting slightly, showing her how he
liked to be jerked off.
Natalie hummed her approval and came off his cock. “Will
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you think I’m a wimp . . .” she said, gasping for breath, “if I
tell you I can’t do this much longer?”
He powered his hips off the bed, sliding his dick inside her
circling palms. “Jaws tired?”
“My
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