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embarrassing.”
I laugh. “I promise you, sugar, one day very soon you’re gonna be begging me to light you up with my tongue. You’re gonna crave it more than air. In the meantime, fine. I’ll just use my fingers instead.”
She looks like she wants to argue with that too, but I slide my fingers inside her before she can get another word out, and the look of sheer pleasure on her face has me fist pumping on the inside. She’s so responsive. She reacts to my every tiny movement. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s the perfect sexual partner for me. I love to know how the girl I’m fucking is feeling; making a woman moan is the most basic but greatest pleasure in my life. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Sophia moans for me even as I’m thinking this. Her breath catches in her throat, telling me that I’ve hit the right spot.
I wonder what she’d do if I did try and make her come properly right now. She’d be freaked out, no doubt. It’s not a normal sensation for a woman. She’ll feel like she’s about to pee everywhere and that will shut her down instantly. No. We’ll have to wait on that one. If I get my way, which I definitely intend on doing, then there will be plenty of other times to adventure into unknown orgasm territory.
Sophia’s muscles spasm as she tries to fight against the sensations rolling over her body. It’s the most amazing thing, watching her wage this kind of war with herself. It’s a war she won’t win, because no matter how angry it makes her, and how badly it makes her feel like she’s losing something somehow, she wants me. She wants my fingers inside her, and she wants my tongue working over her clit.
It’s not long before my own wants start to make themselves known. I want to fuck her. I shouldn’t even be thinking about that—I’m in no position to be undertaking that sort of physical exertion—but sometimes the human body can shock and amaze. Or rather, be annoyingly stubborn and persistent until it gets what it wants. I could make Sophia come now if I wanted to. It wouldn’t take much. She’s ready to tumble over the edge, and all it would take from me is a little extra pressure, and a little more speed. I hold off, though. She makes a stifled groaning sound when I stop altogether.
“You want something significantly bigger than my fingers inside you, sugar?” I ask, keeping my voice low. Her pussy tightens around my fingers, and I know the idea excites her.
“You’re not…sticking anything weird inside me,” she says, her voice hoarse.
I can’t help it; I chuckle under my breath. “Now why would I want to do that when I have a perfectly good, perfectly hard cock ready and waiting?”
Sophia glances at me down the length of her body. Her hair is mussed and gathered about her face, and her lips are plump and swollen…so fucking sexy. She lifts one eyebrow, arching it for me. “You really do have a death wish, don’t you?”
“If I do die, make sure Cade gets my bike.”
“Why don’t you just…not…” She can’t finish her sentence, though, because I’ve started circling my fingers inside her again, and it apparently feels really good. She’s gonna feel a million times better when I fuck her.
I can’t hold off any longer. My blood is roaring in my ears as I stand up and take hold of her thighs, pulling her roughly down the couch toward me. I still haven’t taken her panties off, but there’s something really hot about having them pushed to the side, exposing her pussy, so I leave them on. Sophia watches with wide eyes as I push my boxers down over my hips, and then kick them off.
I take my cock in my hand, slowly pumping my fist up and down the hard muscle, shivering slightly at the pressure. It really isn’t normal that I’m feeling this way, but if I don’t get myself inside her so I can feel that perfect little pussy of hers tightening around me then my balls are going to explode. She probably doesn’t
I laugh. “I promise you, sugar, one day very soon you’re gonna be begging me to light you up with my tongue. You’re gonna crave it more than air. In the meantime, fine. I’ll just use my fingers instead.”
She looks like she wants to argue with that too, but I slide my fingers inside her before she can get another word out, and the look of sheer pleasure on her face has me fist pumping on the inside. She’s so responsive. She reacts to my every tiny movement. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s the perfect sexual partner for me. I love to know how the girl I’m fucking is feeling; making a woman moan is the most basic but greatest pleasure in my life. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Sophia moans for me even as I’m thinking this. Her breath catches in her throat, telling me that I’ve hit the right spot.
I wonder what she’d do if I did try and make her come properly right now. She’d be freaked out, no doubt. It’s not a normal sensation for a woman. She’ll feel like she’s about to pee everywhere and that will shut her down instantly. No. We’ll have to wait on that one. If I get my way, which I definitely intend on doing, then there will be plenty of other times to adventure into unknown orgasm territory.
Sophia’s muscles spasm as she tries to fight against the sensations rolling over her body. It’s the most amazing thing, watching her wage this kind of war with herself. It’s a war she won’t win, because no matter how angry it makes her, and how badly it makes her feel like she’s losing something somehow, she wants me. She wants my fingers inside her, and she wants my tongue working over her clit.
It’s not long before my own wants start to make themselves known. I want to fuck her. I shouldn’t even be thinking about that—I’m in no position to be undertaking that sort of physical exertion—but sometimes the human body can shock and amaze. Or rather, be annoyingly stubborn and persistent until it gets what it wants. I could make Sophia come now if I wanted to. It wouldn’t take much. She’s ready to tumble over the edge, and all it would take from me is a little extra pressure, and a little more speed. I hold off, though. She makes a stifled groaning sound when I stop altogether.
“You want something significantly bigger than my fingers inside you, sugar?” I ask, keeping my voice low. Her pussy tightens around my fingers, and I know the idea excites her.
“You’re not…sticking anything weird inside me,” she says, her voice hoarse.
I can’t help it; I chuckle under my breath. “Now why would I want to do that when I have a perfectly good, perfectly hard cock ready and waiting?”
Sophia glances at me down the length of her body. Her hair is mussed and gathered about her face, and her lips are plump and swollen…so fucking sexy. She lifts one eyebrow, arching it for me. “You really do have a death wish, don’t you?”
“If I do die, make sure Cade gets my bike.”
“Why don’t you just…not…” She can’t finish her sentence, though, because I’ve started circling my fingers inside her again, and it apparently feels really good. She’s gonna feel a million times better when I fuck her.
I can’t hold off any longer. My blood is roaring in my ears as I stand up and take hold of her thighs, pulling her roughly down the couch toward me. I still haven’t taken her panties off, but there’s something really hot about having them pushed to the side, exposing her pussy, so I leave them on. Sophia watches with wide eyes as I push my boxers down over my hips, and then kick them off.
I take my cock in my hand, slowly pumping my fist up and down the hard muscle, shivering slightly at the pressure. It really isn’t normal that I’m feeling this way, but if I don’t get myself inside her so I can feel that perfect little pussy of hers tightening around me then my balls are going to explode. She probably doesn’t
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