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I lean forward and take her in my arms, my mouth coming down onto hers with possessive ferocity, taking her like I’ve never taken another woman before.
Markingher. Making her mine.
My hand trails up her thigh as she crosses her legs toward me, trying to get closer. Trying desperately to get closer to me.
“No, sweetheart,” I say, pushing her leg away. “I need to be able to touch you.Feelyou.”
I kiss her lips softly and then move down to her neck, hungrily feasting upon her skin, her flesh plumping with goosebumps under the touch of my lips.
A soft moan fills the limo as I slide my hand up farther. I’m surprised to feel that she is wearing thigh-high stockings, not tights, under her clothes.
“Oh, baby,” I growl. My tip of my cock tents my pants as I dip my fingers along the lace edge of her stockings. But I can’t help myself any longer.
“I need to feelyou,” I groan. “You.”
I push my hand up farther as I push my tongue into her mouth, entangling us together in a kiss. My fingers find her mound, covered with thin lace panties. I leave my fingers there for a moment, flicking them against the soaked fabric as she moans into my mouth, before moving the lace aside and pressing the pads of my fingers against her exposed flesh.
“Ohh,” she moans, her sweet whispering gasp filling the air.
I find her clit and glide a single fingertip against it gently, riding the ridges and peaks and valleys that surround it, over and over.
“That...feels so good,” she moans, extricating herself from our kiss.
Avery bites down on her lip as I’m about to penetrate her with a single finger.
“You aresofucking tight,” I groan. “You are going to feel so good wrapped up around my cock.”
“I…I’ve never…”
I kiss her forehead and press mine against hers, looking deeply into her swimming eyes.
“You’ve never what, Avery?”
She seemssoinnocent, and I want her to feel like this is the first time she’s been finger fucked, and the first time I taste her I want her to feel like mine is the first tongue she’s ever cum on. I want her to forget every other man she’s never been with, and wake up wet and wantingmeevery morning after a long night of me making love to her in every single way that I can imagine..
Her eyes flash to mine.
“I’ve never done this,” she breathes desperately.
“What,Avery. What have you never done?”
“Any of this,” she moans. My fingers go back to her clit instinctively, and I pinch and roll it between my fingers.
“You’re a…”
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Then tell me yes one more time and say you want me,” I whisper my command.
“Yes,” she says. “Yes. I want you.”
I push a single finger into her tight wetness and crush my lips into hers, breaching her virgin hole for the first time. She is so pure, wet, tight.
Beautiful.
Mine.
“You are so fucking perfect,” I say. I want to take my cock out - no, fuck that, I want to tell her to take it out, use her hands and her lips to get me off, make her drink every drop of my cum before I fuck her, let her see what I am really capable of and how good I can make her feel. “And you are so fucking mine.”
