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He pinched her nipples, and she gasped.
“On the bed with you. Lose the panties, keep the heels.”
She shimmied out of her underwear and left them with the dress before she crawled onto the bed. She grabbed a condom out of the nightstand—she kept them there even if she rarely brought people home. Setting it on the mattress, she settled in the middle of the blankets and laid on her back, pulling her legs up so the heel of her shoes touched her thighs.
“So fucking perfect. I can’t wait to taste that cunt again. How do you want it tonight, pet? Soft and gentle, or do you want to be fucked?”
He was eye-fucking her while he undid his bow tie and worked on the buttons of his shirt. His intense expression screamed that he hoped she didn’t want it gentle, and she chuckled. “I don’t know if you could do gentle even if that’s what I wanted, so it’s a good thing I want to be fucked hard.”
“Thank fuck.” He shrugged out of his shirt and crawled between her legs. “I can do gentle, but you’re right. Not tonight.”
She grabbed the condom and tossed it to him. “Then fuck me, Bradley. I’m so ready for you.”
He took the condom and set it aside. “Soon. Right now, I need to taste you and feel you cream in my mouth.”
He pushed her legs farther apart and ran his tongue along the seam of her pussy, stopping just short of her clit. She tried to buck into his face to get his tongue in the right spot, but he chuckled and gripped her legs.
“Still, or I’ll have to tie you down.”
He licked her again, and this time the flat of his tongue pressed hard against her already swollen clit, and she groaned, reaching down to tangle her fingers in his hair.
He made circles around her sensitive button, pushing her closer to the edge but not quite enough to send her over.
“Bradley,” she whimpered in frustration.
He lifted his head to look at her and press a finger to his lips. “Shh. I’ll take care of you, pet.”
He slid two fingers inside her weeping pussy. “Fuck you’re wet, baby. You must really want my cock.”
She whimpered again as he put a third finger inside and then licked her clit.
“You don’t get my cock until you come in my mouth,” he murmured against her pussy.
“Well then, fucking make me come,” she pleaded. “I’m so close.”
He laughed, a low laugh that should have scared her, but it didn’t.
“I don’t have to work tomorrow, baby. I’ll leave you like this all damn night if you talk to me like that again.”
Her pussy clenched around his fingers and she whimpered a half hearted apology. “Please. I want to come.”
He sucked her clit into his mouth and she cried out as the orgasm hit her almost instantly. His fingers stayed inside her, and he sucked on her while she convulsed against him.
“Fuck. Bradley.”
“I’m about to, baby. I’m about to.”
He pulled his fingers free and leaned up over her. “Clean up this mess you made.”
Fuck, that shouldn’t be so hot.
She licked her juices from his fingers and looked up at him, her gaze locking with his as she licked her lips.
“You’re so fucking pretty when you do that.”
He pulled his hand away from her mouth and slid off the bed long enough to pull off his pants and boxers and roll the condom on.
“Spread those legs baby. I’m ready to bury myself in you.”
