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I’m rewarded with a breathless, “Oh, Vince.” So, I continue my quest to pleasure her.
When my tongue darts around her nipple, I’m rewarded with the pull of my hair. She lets this continue before she pushes me further down the bed.
“I’m getting there.” I chuckle as I kiss along her ribs to her abdomen.
Reaching for the waistband of her dark leggings, I quickly drag them down her legs. When I return my focus to her, the movement of her breasts quickly draws my attention as she props herself to watch the show that’s about to rock her world.
Not being able to help myself, I growl as I lean in and kiss one nipple, as I play with the other. When I pull and suck just the way that drives her mad, she becomes practically feral.
“God, Vince. You’re gonna make me come, and you’ve barely touched me.”
“Is this a bad thing?” I tease, knowing I won’t let her down.
“I swear your tongue is magic.”
“Well, that’s a first,” I mumble as I kiss my way down her body.
Brushing my fingers along her seam, I draw her wetness up to circle her clit.
Sydney’s so fucking responsive. Her back bows as a loud moan escapes, making me grateful we’re alone in this giant house.
When I lean in to kiss her breast once more, I circle her areola with my tongue and nip her nipple with my teeth all the while strumming her clit the way I’ve learned she likes it. I quickly circle, applying pressure while brushing over her clit every few strokes.
“More, Vince…” she cries out. “I need more… so close. I’m so… so close.”
Doubling my efforts at her breast, I lightly pull her nipple with my teeth as I circle her clit with greater speed.
Sydney fists my hair and pulls at the strands as her entire body tenses then convulses over and over as a scream rips through her.
Yeah, I’m glad we’re alone.
And I’m fairly certain there may be a bald spot.
As she releases my hair and falls back to the pillow beneath her, I can’t help but rub the tender spot on my head. I’m shocked to find I somehow still have hair there.
Her beautiful blissed-out expression makes it all entirely worth it.
When I plop down on the pillow next to her, I can’t stop myself from touching her. My fingertips trace her rib and abdomen, drawing unknown patterns as I stare at her flushed face.
After her breathing returns to normal, her eyes blink open, and a lazy grin forms at her lips. “Hey, you…”
“Hey, yourself,” I say as I lean in to kiss her once more.
Instead of her typical comatose state after making her come, I’m greeted with a kiss that has nearly the amount of passion that started this to begin with. She reaches for the hem of my shirt and whispers, “This needs to go.”
Of course, I comply.
Naked as the day she was born, she throws a leg over me and straddles me. I can feel her heat on my stomach, and her breasts dangle beautifully in my face. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this incredible sight, but I’ve never been more thankful.
She leans in to kiss me once more, and her nipples graze my chest. “I need you, Vince,” sounds sexy as hell falling from her lips.
The vixen she is presses her ass against my straining dick in my pants.
Shit. I need to keep things under control.
But damn, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone like I want her.
When my jeans become past the point of comfort, I curse out a moan. “Fuck…Syd… You feel so good.”
