in, the stretch of her cunt around him. It beguiled him, the way she fitted around him so perfectly.
She pressed back again, impatient for more and a slow smile crept across his face. He took his time, keeping her just on this side of climax. Because he wanted to. Because he felt petulant and needy and because he could and he knew, in the end, it would be even better when she final y came.
'I know what you're doing,' she gasped out, slightly muffled by the blankets beneath her.
'Fucking you?' he teased. 'Darling Kate, you're bril iant.'
Oh, wel , that was a bit more sarcastic than he'd intended.
She levered up and he felt the tug around him signal ing that she'd begun to play with her clit. 'Impatient? Can't wait to be out the door?'
You're such a dick. I don't want to fuck you angry.' She pul ed forwards, moving free of the cock he'd had inside her.
He grabbed her ankle and flipped her, covering her with his body. 'Don't be an asshole,' she said in an angry growl.
'I can't help it, Kate. I am an asshole. I don't like that you're leaving even though I understand why you're doing it.
Give me a break. I'm not used to being told no. You're the only one who ever does. It's good for me. Everyone says so.' He gave her his best boyish grin and she rol ed her eyes.
You can't just charm yourself out of everything. I'm not your mother or Pickles. And I know how to masturbate so I don't need you to fuck me if the price is you being a prick.'
She writhed against him and, God help him, he wanted her even more. 'I know. But you love me, flaws and al .' He chanced a quick kiss and she didn't bite him so he kept on.
'You're wet, I can feel it against my cock and bel y. Let me.' He grabbed a nipple between his teeth and she moaned. He kissed down her bel y, across her hips and down between her thighs.
Spreading her labia wide, he took a long lick. Juicy, salty-sweet, her taste seduced him nearly as much as her surrender did. He dove in, loving her softness, the slick furls of her pussy, loving the way she thrust her cunt against him, demanding what she wanted. He didn't waste time or draw it out; he knew he had to work his way back from his fit of pique earlier. That was Eve's fault too, damn it.
He ate Kate's cunt like there was no tomorrow, grinning against that slick flesh as she cried out her climax. He'd make her yel a bit more before she left too.
Muscles stil jumping, she stil felt his cock slide back into her cunt as he settled in on top of her. God, he was so good at this, he knew her so wel , knew her body and her heart, knew how much she was charmed by him, even when he was being an absolute shit.
He thrust slow and very deep, grinding himself just right.
She opened her eyes and found his face so very close to hers. Sighing, she gave in and smiled.
'Thank you,' he murmured, dropping down to kiss her.
She drew her tongue over the seam of his lips, tasting herself, loving the way he groaned, knowing it turned him on. You should thank me,' she said back, teasing.
'I should, I agree.' He meant it, she could see it in his eyes and it shot through her. Their connection had ceased to frighten her, instead it brought a depth of satiation she'd never experienced before. He held on, but not so tight she couldn't move or breathe. But this little demonstration of his masculinity, his dominance, the mark he'd left on her, even the little fit of temper, it turned her on to know she could bring such emotion from a man as cool and col ected as Charles Dixon.
He sped his pace, bringing her knees up to his hips, changing his angle of entry just so. He pinned her to the bed with his body and brought an intensity of pleasure as the tightness of her cunt drew around her clit, bringing pleasure so intensely sweet she had to close her eyes to fal into it.
'I want to hear it,' he demanded, his mouth close to her ear.
'You want her to hear it,' she said back, gasping as the tendrils of climax took hold in her gut.
'I want it, it's
She pressed back again, impatient for more and a slow smile crept across his face. He took his time, keeping her just on this side of climax. Because he wanted to. Because he felt petulant and needy and because he could and he knew, in the end, it would be even better when she final y came.
'I know what you're doing,' she gasped out, slightly muffled by the blankets beneath her.
'Fucking you?' he teased. 'Darling Kate, you're bril iant.'
Oh, wel , that was a bit more sarcastic than he'd intended.
She levered up and he felt the tug around him signal ing that she'd begun to play with her clit. 'Impatient? Can't wait to be out the door?'
You're such a dick. I don't want to fuck you angry.' She pul ed forwards, moving free of the cock he'd had inside her.
He grabbed her ankle and flipped her, covering her with his body. 'Don't be an asshole,' she said in an angry growl.
'I can't help it, Kate. I am an asshole. I don't like that you're leaving even though I understand why you're doing it.
Give me a break. I'm not used to being told no. You're the only one who ever does. It's good for me. Everyone says so.' He gave her his best boyish grin and she rol ed her eyes.
You can't just charm yourself out of everything. I'm not your mother or Pickles. And I know how to masturbate so I don't need you to fuck me if the price is you being a prick.'
She writhed against him and, God help him, he wanted her even more. 'I know. But you love me, flaws and al .' He chanced a quick kiss and she didn't bite him so he kept on.
'You're wet, I can feel it against my cock and bel y. Let me.' He grabbed a nipple between his teeth and she moaned. He kissed down her bel y, across her hips and down between her thighs.
Spreading her labia wide, he took a long lick. Juicy, salty-sweet, her taste seduced him nearly as much as her surrender did. He dove in, loving her softness, the slick furls of her pussy, loving the way she thrust her cunt against him, demanding what she wanted. He didn't waste time or draw it out; he knew he had to work his way back from his fit of pique earlier. That was Eve's fault too, damn it.
He ate Kate's cunt like there was no tomorrow, grinning against that slick flesh as she cried out her climax. He'd make her yel a bit more before she left too.
Muscles stil jumping, she stil felt his cock slide back into her cunt as he settled in on top of her. God, he was so good at this, he knew her so wel , knew her body and her heart, knew how much she was charmed by him, even when he was being an absolute shit.
He thrust slow and very deep, grinding himself just right.
She opened her eyes and found his face so very close to hers. Sighing, she gave in and smiled.
'Thank you,' he murmured, dropping down to kiss her.
She drew her tongue over the seam of his lips, tasting herself, loving the way he groaned, knowing it turned him on. You should thank me,' she said back, teasing.
'I should, I agree.' He meant it, she could see it in his eyes and it shot through her. Their connection had ceased to frighten her, instead it brought a depth of satiation she'd never experienced before. He held on, but not so tight she couldn't move or breathe. But this little demonstration of his masculinity, his dominance, the mark he'd left on her, even the little fit of temper, it turned her on to know she could bring such emotion from a man as cool and col ected as Charles Dixon.
He sped his pace, bringing her knees up to his hips, changing his angle of entry just so. He pinned her to the bed with his body and brought an intensity of pleasure as the tightness of her cunt drew around her clit, bringing pleasure so intensely sweet she had to close her eyes to fal into it.
'I want to hear it,' he demanded, his mouth close to her ear.
'You want her to hear it,' she said back, gasping as the tendrils of climax took hold in her gut.
'I want it, it's
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