he breathed into her ear. “I won’t bite.”
Page turned her head and looked at him inquisitively.
“ Not unless you ask me to,” he said. “There’s other things I like doing more.”
His hands moved over Page’s breasts, cupping each one almost reverently before lifting her halfway upright in order to unhook her bra. She helped him then, slipping her shirt over her head and discarding the undergarment. His mouth found the swell of her right breast, gently moving over her sensitive flesh in slow, teasing circles. Page moaned, willing herself to stay still and endure the agonizing pleasure. He moved on to her nipple, gently sucking at it while his hands moved further downward, stroking her ribcage and stomach gently until they reached the waistband of her jeans.
He unbuttoned her jeans deftly and sent his fingers to caress her through her underwear, mouth still wandering over her chest.
“ Already wet, dear?” he asked softly, stroking her damp panties with one finger.
Page groaned again in reply. “You tease ,” she managed.
At that, Nicholas pulled his hand away from her and kissed her deeply on the mouth again, moving upward to grind his hips against hers. She could feel him hardening in his slacks against her, his erection rubbing against her skin.
“ I want you,” Nicholas said.
“ Good,” Page replied, and in a single fluid motion, she shoved him sideways off of her. She struggled out of her jeans and socks but left her black underwear on before rolling over to straddle him.
Their hips ground together as she kissed him savagely, sucking on his lower lip and running her fingernails over his ribs. He mumbled something against her mouth, and she pulled away.
“ Bite me,” he whispered. “Please?”
“ Isn’t that a bit backward?” Page asked, lightly stroking his neck with one finger. He shivered.
“ Right there,” he said hoarsely. “Please, Page.”
Page decided to tease him more, first kissing him again on the mouth before resuming her attentions upon his neck, licking and sucking gently until his breath came loud and he was fairly squirming at her touch. With a last soft kiss, she closed her teeth on the skin of his neck.
Nicholas moaned and dug his fingers into her back. Page leaned backwards to look at him more directly, admiring his tousled black curls and lean body. She gently removed his glasses, folded them, and set them on the bedside table.
“ Do you want to be inside me?” she asked.
“ Please ,” Nicholas said fervently. She ground against him, and his next words were interrupted by stutters. “There’s, there’s condoms in the top drawer.”
“ Can you even get me pregnant?” Page asked. Nicholas shrugged, so Page reached over to the drawer, pulling out a single wrapped condom. She tossed it on his chest and worked on removing his shoes, trousers, and boxer shorts until she finally pulled his hard cock free of its fabric confines. She slipped out of her panties last of all.
Nicholas meanwhile had sat back up and was fumbling with the condom wrapper. Feeling impatient, Page leaned downward and licked the full length of his cock, making his hands tremble. She took him fully into her mouth, almost swallowing him and swirling her tongue over his hardness as she drew her head back. She moved to kiss his hardness when he stopped her with a firm hand to her forehead.
“ If you keep doing that,” he said, “I won’t be able to last much longer.”
Page grinned, but desisted, allowing Nicholas to roll the condom onto his member. He finally pulled her to him, bracing his back against the headboard, and lifted her so she could wrap her legs around him. The two locked eyes as Nicholas lowered her again and Page guided him inside her.
Page gasped as he filled her and lifted her again while thrusting from beneath her. She gripped the headboard behind him, her forehead nearly touching his while he penetrated her again and again. She bent her legs, twisting until
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