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“I take back what I said about wanting you naked. Going to enjoy teasing you until your pretty little pussy is dripping with need.”

Going back in for another kiss, I take my time. Teasing and exploring every curve of her body with one hand while working her silky shorts down her thighs with the other.

She pulls on the hem of my shirt, and I grin. “You want to touch me, beautiful?”

She nods, fluttering her long lashes at me like a sexy vixen. But we both know Delaney is my good girl. I’m going to enjoy dirtying her up. Doing and whispering filthy things that do more than make her blush. I want her writhing and begging.

Her soft eyes meet mine filled with lust and love.

I whip my shirt off and she scratches her nails over my abs, tracing a path up my chest.

Would she gaze at me with such adoration if she knew all I’ve done in the name of my love for her?

I can’t worry about that right now.

My dick strains against my jeans, eager to be inside her.

There’s nothing I’ve ever craved more than this. Not even the thrill of a kill compares to having her all to myself.

Panting.

Eager.

Ready.

So damn ready.

Trusting.

Looming over her, I stare down at her cute white panties complete with a pink bow. Like a present waiting to be unwrapped. Yanking her tank up over her head, I’m tempted to leave it covering her eyes, but I know how she fears the dark and I want her eyes on me. On us when I slide inside her for the first time.

Knowing I’m the first and will be the last. The only. Has me feral.

Capping a mouth over one of her rosy buds, I swirl my tongue, sucking until the tender skin hardens to a point. I repeat the motion with the other while her fingers strum through my hair.

A gasp leaves her parted lips.

I shove two of my fingers in her mouth. Her sultry gaze never leaves mine as she sucks the digits, getting them good and wet to shove in that tight cunt and get her good and stretched to take my cock.

I pull the crotch of her panties to the side and push those wet fingers inside her slick heat. “So fucking tight.” Fuck me. Her muscles squeeze as she tenses up at the intrusion. “Relax. I’m going to make you feel good. So fucking good.”

She nods at me, and I place sweet kisses on her navel, swirling my tongue there like I plan to do between her thighs.

Her body relaxes, and she touches me, nervous and unsure.

“That’s my good girl,” I tell her, noticing how much she loves my praise. “Time to take these off.” I yank her panties clean off and shove her knees apart. “Don’t get shy on me now, gorgeous. Let me see you.” I kiss her inner thighs, working my way to the heart of her desire. Her pussy glistens with wetness. For me. All for me.

Rubbing my nose along her slit, I inhale the scent of her arousal. My mouth waters, needing to taste her.

I flick my tongue to her clit, and she shudders, her knees squeezing my ears.

Something about having her at my mercy has me losing all control. I finger fuck her harder and faster as she whimpers. The sound should break my heart, but I know her cries will soon turn to moans of pleasure.

“So tight,” I whisper. “Wet. Perfect. Made for me.”

I lick my fingers and replace them with my tongue inside her, lapping at her tasty cunt. Delaney tastes like mine. That’s the only way to describe it.

Nothing has ever tasted sweeter.