Page 6 of Need You To Choose Me

For tonight.

He grabs my ankles, pulling me to the edge of the bed. “Rise.” The commanding tone of his voice leaves no room for argument and has chills spreading over my skin.

I lift my hips, and he slides my panties down before unhooking my bra and getting to his knees.

“What are you…Shit.”

His fingers wrap around my waist, pulling me closer as he slides my knees over his shoulders and buries his face in my pussy. There is no finesse to it, just raw need as his tongue laps at my center. He hums appreciatively, his tongue swirling and sucking. My fingers grip his hair as his tongue dips into me, his beard scratching against my inner thighs.

“Yes, more. I need—” I let out a loud moan, my head falling back as the first wave of pleasure makes my body quake.

His shoulders shake, or maybe that’s just me. Maybe I’m the one shaking as he continues licking at me until I slowly come down from the high before pulling back. His thumb rubs at the inside of my knee as he licks at his lips, that heated gaze taking in my naked body.

“You have the prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen, Blondie. Ever tasted.”

I let out a shaky breath, my chest rising and falling rapidly. He holds my gaze as he presses his mouth against my navel and then slowly kisses his way up, each touch sending another shiver through my body.

A self-satisfied smirk pops on his mouth. “So fucking responsive.”

My hands slide over his wide shoulders as he nuzzles his head into my chest, sucking one nipple into his mouth just as his hot cock settles between my thighs.

My fingers dig into his muscles. “I need you to stop teasing me, a-and…” my voice stutters as he slides into me in one long thrust. I’m so freaking wet, he enters me without any resistance whatsoever. My nails dig into his back as he rocks his hips against me.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight, Blondie. So wet for me, so warm, but so damn tight.”

He grabs my knee, pulling my legs further apart so he can sink deeper.

My eyes fall shut as he stretches me further, a shaky breath falling off my lips at the fullness as he slowly fills me. I lift my hips, needing more. God, I was so clo?—

“Eyes on me, Blondie,” he growls, his body freezing.

I blink my eyes open to find that hungry gaze watching me intently. “I want to see the moment you fall apart, so if you want me to make you come, you better keep your eyes on me. You want me to make you come, right?”

I nod my head silently. I wanted it more than I wanted my next breath.

“Good girl.” His biceps flex as he presses his hands against the sides of my head. “Now, wrap your legs around me.”

My teeth sink into my lower lip as I do what he says.

He lets out a loud groan as my heels dig into his skin. I’m pretty sure it’ll leave a mark, but he doesn’t seem to care one bit as he starts to move.

His thrusts become stronger, more frantic. My pussy tightens around him, and I’m so close. So freaking close—I slide my hand down, and find my clit, rubbing at the sensitive bud.

“Fuck, yeah. Touch yourself for me, sweetheart.”

With each thrust, I can feel him, feel the place where we’re connected. Warm and hard.

Those burning irises don’t leave mine as his muscles flex under my palms. My pussy tightens around him as another orgasm slams into my body. With one final thrust, he comes inside me, his body falling onto mine.

Our ragged breaths mingle together as we come down from the high. He easily flips us over, his hand brushing my hair back.

I try to pull back from him, but he doesn’t let me go, his lips press against the top of my head. “Stay.”

I shouldn’t stay. I knew better than that.

But he felt so nice. So warm.

I close my eyes.

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