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Authors: LeTeisha Newton, Olivia Linden
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nose brush the underside of her ass as he placed sensual kisses to the backs her thighs.
“I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you in this peek-a-boo dress,” Scratch growled. Holding her dress up with one hand, he used the other to spread her legs. Monica whimpered with anticipation as his tongue traveled from the inside of her thigh up to the entrance of her throbbing pussy. She moaned wildly when he flicked his tongue out and began lapping at her sensitive flesh.
Monica felt her knees weaken and threw her arms down on the bed for support.
“Oh,” she groaned into the expensive duvet. Scratch eased her open even wider now that he had use of both hands. He began to French kiss her, matching the intensity of their first kiss in the office.
“Mmmm,” Scratch moaned at the taste of her. With the scent of vanilla everywhere, he felt like he was eating a sugar cookie. As he devoured her, he let his eyes drink in the sight of her perfect, naked ass. He gripped and massaged one cheek as he mouthed her clit. The sounds of Monica cursing and whimpering nearly undid him. His face disappeared between her legs as he used his other hand to free his agonizingly hard dick. He gave himself a few good strokes to take the edge off.
“Jesus,” she cried out. “What are you doing to me?”
He was owning her, that’s what. Scratch ate her pussy like it was the last thing he would ever do in life. He wanted to fuck her so bad that his balls felt like they were going to explode. He tapped her ass to make it jiggle, and when she moaned loudly, he gave her a good smack. Monica let loose a hoarse scream as she came. Hard.
Scratch indulged a few more licks, relishing her flavor on his tongue before he moved away. He stood up, looking down at her while he stroked his shaft. Her nicely rounded ass was perched in the air. Perfect position. She had the bedspread twisted in both hands, and her face was planted, cheek first, as she gasped to regain her breath. That wouldn’t be happening anytime soon if he had his way.
Scratch quickly removed his clothing, and then crawled onto the bed until he was straddling her back. He unzipped the back of her sexy dress, and pulled it over her head. Then he removed the clip that was holding her hair in place so that it tumbled over her shoulder. Nothing looked better than her naked body underneath his. Leaning forward, he laced his fingers in hers and extended their hands over her head while he stretched his body along the length of hers. Even in the throes of an orgasm, she arched her back so that her ass rubbed his cock.
Scratch chuckled. “You ready for me?”
Her answer was a repeat of the same motion until his dick was wedged between the crease of her cheeks. He answered by grinding his pelvis until they were both moaning and panting with need. Scratch slid a hand between her legs so that he could tease her into even more of a frenzy.
“I want you. Now,” Monica grunted as he tweaked her clit. Reaching into the bedside table, Scratch pulled out a condom, and deftly sheathed himself, hating that he had to use one. His imagination taunted him with how good she would feel with nothing between them.
Rising up on his knees, he gently smacked her ass again before he parted her cheeks. He watched as his cock sank into her glistening slit, inch by inch until the feeling of being inside her overwhelmed him, and his head reared back in pleasure.
Monica groaned as Scratch slowly filled her, stretching her to his will. She shook from the sheer force of pleasure, and her arousal increased, making the ride even slicker.
“Fuck!” His shout sounded foreign to his own ears. Scratch felt like he was having an out of body experience. Even as he controlled the show, Monica was ruling his senses. Being inside her felt so good that he saw stars when he closed his eyes. The way she matched his thrust as her ass bounced back with each stroke was too much.
He was
“I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you in this peek-a-boo dress,” Scratch growled. Holding her dress up with one hand, he used the other to spread her legs. Monica whimpered with anticipation as his tongue traveled from the inside of her thigh up to the entrance of her throbbing pussy. She moaned wildly when he flicked his tongue out and began lapping at her sensitive flesh.
Monica felt her knees weaken and threw her arms down on the bed for support.
“Oh,” she groaned into the expensive duvet. Scratch eased her open even wider now that he had use of both hands. He began to French kiss her, matching the intensity of their first kiss in the office.
“Mmmm,” Scratch moaned at the taste of her. With the scent of vanilla everywhere, he felt like he was eating a sugar cookie. As he devoured her, he let his eyes drink in the sight of her perfect, naked ass. He gripped and massaged one cheek as he mouthed her clit. The sounds of Monica cursing and whimpering nearly undid him. His face disappeared between her legs as he used his other hand to free his agonizingly hard dick. He gave himself a few good strokes to take the edge off.
“Jesus,” she cried out. “What are you doing to me?”
He was owning her, that’s what. Scratch ate her pussy like it was the last thing he would ever do in life. He wanted to fuck her so bad that his balls felt like they were going to explode. He tapped her ass to make it jiggle, and when she moaned loudly, he gave her a good smack. Monica let loose a hoarse scream as she came. Hard.
Scratch indulged a few more licks, relishing her flavor on his tongue before he moved away. He stood up, looking down at her while he stroked his shaft. Her nicely rounded ass was perched in the air. Perfect position. She had the bedspread twisted in both hands, and her face was planted, cheek first, as she gasped to regain her breath. That wouldn’t be happening anytime soon if he had his way.
Scratch quickly removed his clothing, and then crawled onto the bed until he was straddling her back. He unzipped the back of her sexy dress, and pulled it over her head. Then he removed the clip that was holding her hair in place so that it tumbled over her shoulder. Nothing looked better than her naked body underneath his. Leaning forward, he laced his fingers in hers and extended their hands over her head while he stretched his body along the length of hers. Even in the throes of an orgasm, she arched her back so that her ass rubbed his cock.
Scratch chuckled. “You ready for me?”
Her answer was a repeat of the same motion until his dick was wedged between the crease of her cheeks. He answered by grinding his pelvis until they were both moaning and panting with need. Scratch slid a hand between her legs so that he could tease her into even more of a frenzy.
“I want you. Now,” Monica grunted as he tweaked her clit. Reaching into the bedside table, Scratch pulled out a condom, and deftly sheathed himself, hating that he had to use one. His imagination taunted him with how good she would feel with nothing between them.
Rising up on his knees, he gently smacked her ass again before he parted her cheeks. He watched as his cock sank into her glistening slit, inch by inch until the feeling of being inside her overwhelmed him, and his head reared back in pleasure.
Monica groaned as Scratch slowly filled her, stretching her to his will. She shook from the sheer force of pleasure, and her arousal increased, making the ride even slicker.
“Fuck!” His shout sounded foreign to his own ears. Scratch felt like he was having an out of body experience. Even as he controlled the show, Monica was ruling his senses. Being inside her felt so good that he saw stars when he closed his eyes. The way she matched his thrust as her ass bounced back with each stroke was too much.
He was
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