Page 3 of Secret Baby with My One Timer

She shakes her head and kisses me and I feel her restraint melt away.

“I’m giving you an opportunity to walk away with thousands of dollars for nothing in return.”

“I don’t want to walk away.”

That’s all it takes. Our lips crash, we taste and suck as our tongues stroke each other. Passion erupts. We’re like two burning embers that have latched onto the other and caused a passionate display.

Our hands touch each other, our clothes land on the floor, and we only stop for a moment when we’re both completely naked.

Then we start again. Diving into each other.

I kiss her tits. She moans when I suck on her nipple.

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, my voice gravelly.

Greedily, I want to taste every inch of her, and I lick every piece of exposed skin, which is every part of her, because only the masks still adorn our faces. The masks I asked to continue to wear. Not wanting her to recognize me.

Part of me wants to reveal myself. She’s already proven she wants me, regardless of who I am.

Maybe at the end of the night we can come clean on who we are. Because now, I know Taylor isn’t for one night.

I move my lips down the length of her body, licking down the valley of her breasts while my thumbs strum her nipples. My tongue joining my fingers, making her moan softly as she writhes beneath me. When I reach between her legs, my dick throbs as I stare at her slick pussy, knowing everything I see is all for me. I widen the gap between her legs and lean low. Her body shudders as I drag my tongue over the expanse of her pebbled skin, and when I reach the dip in her leg, her hand covers her pussy.

“This is mine.”

“I’ve never...”

“Good.” I interrupt. “It makes it even sweeter.”

I move her hand, and before she gets a chance to cover herself again, I press my tongue against her clit.

A surprised gasp leaves her mouth, her body rolling as I lick along her slit. She tastes like honey and mine. I could taste her every day of my life. I’m already addicted. Sucking, tasting and licking what is mine. I add a finger, flicking my wrist and pumping into her, getting her ready for my cock.

I touch her; I lick her. I bring her to the brink with my fingers and tongue. I speed my movements, listening for her moans and just as she gets to the edge, I slow down.

Her body shudders as I slide in and out, and just when she’s about to combust, I pull away and crawl up the mattress until I’m kneeling between her thighs.

It’s getting to the point where the teasing it affecting me too, and when she cries out as I massage my thumb over her clit, I know I need her too.

“I need to be inside you.” There’s a painful throb in my dick as I look at her.

Raising herself up on her elbows, she lifts her mouth and presses her lips to mine. “And I want you too.” She lays there, her eyes are staring at mine and the moment feels intoxicating. “I want to feel you,” she murmurs.

“Anything and everything you want, baby” I breathe in her ear before I kiss her once more and pull away.

I walk to my jacket and dig a condom from my pocket and hand it to her. “Roll it on.”

She makes an adorable squeak as she shuffles off the bed. She takes it and rips open the wrapper.

“Careful.”

She checks the condom and swallows. The sound of her gulp is audible, making me smile.

She hums lightly as she delicately rolls the condom down my length. Her eyes flick from my cock to my eyes; I can’t decide if she’s excited or nervous. Maybe both.

When she is finished stroking my cock, I thread my fingers in her hair, pulling her toward me and slowly kiss her as I walk her backward to the bed.

She lands on her back and my breath catches at the sight of her naked, splayed out before me. I tear my gaze away from her pussy and meet her lust-filled eyes. “Are you sure about this?” I ask one final time.

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