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Her grip replaces mine on my cock, and then with a little more determination, she speeds her motions. With her eyes on mine, my grip on the back of her head tightens, and it takes everything in me to resist the primal urge inside me to fuck her mouth like I want to.
I want it hard.
I want her eyes watering, mascara-black tears sliding down her flushed cheeks hollowed out from sucking me off so hard.
I want her red lipstick smeared over her hot swollen lips like she’s some kind of porn star, needy and desperate for more.
I want to hit the back of her throat until she gags.
I want to reach the point of no return and then come on her face because it’s what she really wants.
“Fuck my mouth, Rev?” she pleads when she pulls away for a breath, her eyes fluttering closed.
I push inside her mouth harder, hitting the back of her throat. She hums, and I hear the choke, but I don’t stop. She wants me to fuck her, and if she’s going to call me Rev, well, she knows what it means and what she’s asking for. She had her chance to tell me no.
I push in again, and again.
Still buried deep inside her mouth, I grab her chin and jerk her head up. Tears slide from the corner of her eyes, black mascara smearing. “You crave this side of me, don’t you?”
She nods, her hands sneaking around to grab the cheeks of my ass and forcing me deeper inside her mouth.
I think I just fell in love.
“Princess.” A strangled curse falls from my lips. “You drive me fucking crazy.”
She smiles, winking at me.
With a good grip on her hair, I pound into her hot wet mouth, the sounds of spit and her gagging driving me forward. But she never tells me to stop. Not once. If anything, I get hums of approval and tiny little whimpering moans for more.
I let her do her thing a few more times, but then I have that all too familiar stirring in my groin, the warmth I crave, but I want more of her. I pull out.
Still on her knees, she smiles up at me, her swollen lips so fucking hot and kissable. I yank her to her feet and bring my hands to her face, cupping her cheeks and assaulting her mouth with mine. “Goddamn,” I groan into her mouth, deepening the kiss. I kiss her until we’re both breathless and greedy for more. I kiss her until it’s not enough, until the need consumes me.
I push her back against the couch so she’s sitting, and then I drop to my knees before her. I know I’m getting to the point where nothing else matters aside from getting deep inside her pussy, but I want her to get off first. I’d like to tell you this is for her benefit, and that’s partially true, but naturally, it’s all about me. I can’t wait to taste her.
“Lie back,” I tell her.
Naturally, she does as I say and then places her feet on my shoulders like a good girl, giving me complete access to her. I glide my hand along her stomach to the pussy glistening before me. Leaning forward, I nibble at the inside of her thighs, and then I bite her leg, about an inch below her pussy. And I bite, hard.
She yelps, her entire body tensing, her hands flying to my hair and gripping, pulling, screaming. I sink my teeth in harder until I taste blood. I place a hand over her abdomen, stilling her movements. My eyes dart to hers, my mouth easing up. “You wanted this, remember?”
“It’s so good,” she breathes, forcing my head back down. “Don’t stop.”
Chuckling, I circle her pussy with my tongue and then run my fingers along her slit. I don’t slide them in, not yet. Spreading her lips open, her little pink clit pops out, eagerly. I lick the underside and then suck the sensitive bundle of nerves between my teeth, applying enough pressure to make her squirm.
Tightening my grip on her hip so she won’t get away, my eyes narrow at her. “I’m not going to hurt you,” I mumble, just before I plunge my fingers deep inside her cunt, my tongue insatiably seeking out her sweet nectar.
I suck hard, but I fuck her pussy with my hand even harder.
She provokes it, writhing beneath my grip, moaning, tossing her head back and forth and squeezing her thighs around my ears. All I can do is breathe and taste her, every single moan she gives lurches me forward.
I drive my tongue into her sweet cunt, mouth fucking her like a starving man. The thought of bringing her to orgasm, my cock jolts, and I think I might orgasm without even touching myself.
Crooking my finger inside her, I search that spot, the one I know will push her over the edge. And then Red comes, her cries filling the room, and everything else vanishes.
She shakes.
She cries out for more, harder, faster, more, Rev, pleasemore.
