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Touching her is exhilarating, an adrenaline hit I’ve been missing since the first time I felt her. It’s hard to decipher whether I want to stick my tongue into her sweet cunt or edge her to the brink of coming.
Either way, I’ll never stop needing more of her.
“Just touch me,” she snips, my smart girl so incoherent she doesn’t even understand what I’m saying.
“Oh, I’m dying to touch you. Don’t get it confused. But I’m also longing to hear your thoughts. I don’t just want your body, Fia. I want it all. I’m a greedy motherfucker for you, baby. I want your mind, your words, I want to keep your spirit safe, and one day, when you realize none of this was a game, I want it all.” I finally dip inside her panties, the velvety skin instantly rewarding my rough fingers as I breach her entrance, only to be met with a gush. “Nobody can make you feel like I can, Sofia baby, so I’m going to take care of you, and this pussy, don’t you worry.”
Careful not to move too quickly, I glide my long digit down the seam of her pussy. In one tortuously slow push, I slip inside her, relishing how Fia’s head falls into the crook of my neck.
“Feel that?” I grit out into her ear.
She seals her lips and shakes her head, not wanting to confirm what we both know—her body is alive, on fire.
For me.
I let out a villainous chuckle. I’m a sucker for role play, even if I’m the evil one in this story.
“I know you feel it, Sofia baby. Let go for me,” I whisper, my voice rocky. “I’ll take care of you.”
“More,” she whispers, deathly silent, but so desperate.
Fuck, I’m desperate too, so much so, I let out a moan of my own at her request.
“Louder.”
Pumping my finger once more, gaining another gush from her perfect cunt.
“You know I like hearing those beautiful words.”
“More…” Her request echoes around the jet this time, and my skin tingles with lust.
“What’s the magic word?”
“I hate you,” she growls, pressing herself down on my fingers.
“Fuuuck,” I groan, taken by the power I have over her in this moment.
Pumping ruthlessly, I slip another finger in with ease, giving her that full feeling she’s searching for.
“You should feel how tight your pussy gets get you say that. Say it again.”
“I hate you,” she whimpers, her soaked center releasing an influx of arousal, making me give her a mirroring whimper in return.
Using her wetness as leverage, I remove myself from her cunt, scooping as much as I can with my two fingers, strumming her swollen clit, and she jerks on my lap.
“Oh my—” Fia’s whines grow as my fingers contact her clit.
“Can I make you come, Sofia baby?”
“Yes!” she cries out.
“How do you ask?” I love the feeling of making her beg for something I know she’s trying to damn hard not to want.
“Jett, please.”
“Ahh, that’s my good girl.”
I circle her small clit between my fingers, amping her body to the edge of bliss before sliding back down to her entrance.
