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Authors: Aubrey Ross
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desperation made him smile. “Very good. Now do it again. And again.”
“Give me something bigger to squeeze.” She panted. “I’m tired of teasing.”
“You started the teasing.” He withdrew his fingers and paused to lick her cream off his skin. “I just decided to make it more enjoyable.”
He held her open with his fingers and excitement surged anew. Finally! He would push inside her and—he slowly inserted the vibrator and she went wild. “I meant your cock, you asshole! Stop playing with me!” Her abdomen clenched with pre-orgasmic spasms, but the peak stayed just out of reach.
He left the toy gently buzzing inside her pussy while he turned his attention back to her breasts. As if her nipples weren’t hard enough, he sucked and licked until each crest stood tightly puckered and deeply flushed.
His warm hands never stopped moving. Up and down her sides, across her hips and along her thighs, he touched, squeezed, and caressed her.
“I hate you,” she whispered. No matter how hard she squeezed or how much she wiggled, she couldn’t trigger an orgasm.
He kissed his way down to her bellybutton then looked into her eyes. “Ask me nicely.” The tip of his tongue circled her navel.
At least he hadn’t told her to beg. “Please, let me come. I’m sorry I called you an asshole.”
He parted her folds with one hand and gripped the vibrator with the other. She closed her eyes, waiting for the burst of sensation, the end to this sensual misery. He drew the toy out of her pussy and pressed his lips against her clit. Better, but trepidation held her suspended between pleasure and pain. She refused to surrender more than she’d already given.
His tongue stroked over her clit, the touch much too gentle. Sensations swelled and receded, matching his careful strokes. He rotated the tip of the vibrator inside her core, accenting her body’s demand and gathering cream.
She figured out his intention a split second before the toy pushed against her back passage. His lips closed around her clit, sucking on the sensitive nub with careful insistency. She arched against his mouth as much to avoid the probing toy as to finally find release.
The vibrator breached her opening and the elusive climax burst. Her inner muscles rippled, pushing the pleasure higher with each rhythmic wave. His lips eased and his clever tongue prolonged the blissful ride. She shuddered and moaned, savoring each hard-won tingle.
Thrilled by her uninhibited response to his attention, Steffen lifted Mara’s feet to his shoulders and rotated her knees farther out. Her pussy was flushed and shiny. He couldn’t resist touching her creamy folds one last time before angling his cock toward her opening.
The toy was still buried in her ass, the handle peeking out between her rounded cheeks. He rubbed against her clit then slowly pushed into her passage. Snug, slick and unbelievably hot, her body closed around him. He gritted his teeth against the overwhelming pleasure, half afraid he’d come before he even started moving.
She rolled her hips and the vibrator pressed against his balls. He gasped and shivered. “God, that feels good.”
“Me or the toy?” Her dreamy smile indicated the quality of her recent orgasm.
“Both together.” Unable to resist any longer, he pulled back and thrust hard, filling her with one forceful drive.
“Careful,” she yelped. “That toy’s deep enough already.”
With measured strokes, he moved inside her. The teasing buzz against his balls combined with the firm grip of her pussy, challenging his control. Her back arched and her breasts quivered.
He rolled his shoulders, shifting her knees to the bend of his elbows as his rhythm increased. Her arms extended above her head, secured by the illusion. She hadn’t objected to the restraint, seemed to enjoy it.
His dominant nature surged, frustrated by the shallow thrusts. He pulled out and flipped her over, pulling her up to her hands and knees. With
“Give me something bigger to squeeze.” She panted. “I’m tired of teasing.”
“You started the teasing.” He withdrew his fingers and paused to lick her cream off his skin. “I just decided to make it more enjoyable.”
He held her open with his fingers and excitement surged anew. Finally! He would push inside her and—he slowly inserted the vibrator and she went wild. “I meant your cock, you asshole! Stop playing with me!” Her abdomen clenched with pre-orgasmic spasms, but the peak stayed just out of reach.
He left the toy gently buzzing inside her pussy while he turned his attention back to her breasts. As if her nipples weren’t hard enough, he sucked and licked until each crest stood tightly puckered and deeply flushed.
His warm hands never stopped moving. Up and down her sides, across her hips and along her thighs, he touched, squeezed, and caressed her.
“I hate you,” she whispered. No matter how hard she squeezed or how much she wiggled, she couldn’t trigger an orgasm.
He kissed his way down to her bellybutton then looked into her eyes. “Ask me nicely.” The tip of his tongue circled her navel.
At least he hadn’t told her to beg. “Please, let me come. I’m sorry I called you an asshole.”
He parted her folds with one hand and gripped the vibrator with the other. She closed her eyes, waiting for the burst of sensation, the end to this sensual misery. He drew the toy out of her pussy and pressed his lips against her clit. Better, but trepidation held her suspended between pleasure and pain. She refused to surrender more than she’d already given.
His tongue stroked over her clit, the touch much too gentle. Sensations swelled and receded, matching his careful strokes. He rotated the tip of the vibrator inside her core, accenting her body’s demand and gathering cream.
She figured out his intention a split second before the toy pushed against her back passage. His lips closed around her clit, sucking on the sensitive nub with careful insistency. She arched against his mouth as much to avoid the probing toy as to finally find release.
The vibrator breached her opening and the elusive climax burst. Her inner muscles rippled, pushing the pleasure higher with each rhythmic wave. His lips eased and his clever tongue prolonged the blissful ride. She shuddered and moaned, savoring each hard-won tingle.
Thrilled by her uninhibited response to his attention, Steffen lifted Mara’s feet to his shoulders and rotated her knees farther out. Her pussy was flushed and shiny. He couldn’t resist touching her creamy folds one last time before angling his cock toward her opening.
The toy was still buried in her ass, the handle peeking out between her rounded cheeks. He rubbed against her clit then slowly pushed into her passage. Snug, slick and unbelievably hot, her body closed around him. He gritted his teeth against the overwhelming pleasure, half afraid he’d come before he even started moving.
She rolled her hips and the vibrator pressed against his balls. He gasped and shivered. “God, that feels good.”
“Me or the toy?” Her dreamy smile indicated the quality of her recent orgasm.
“Both together.” Unable to resist any longer, he pulled back and thrust hard, filling her with one forceful drive.
“Careful,” she yelped. “That toy’s deep enough already.”
With measured strokes, he moved inside her. The teasing buzz against his balls combined with the firm grip of her pussy, challenging his control. Her back arched and her breasts quivered.
He rolled his shoulders, shifting her knees to the bend of his elbows as his rhythm increased. Her arms extended above her head, secured by the illusion. She hadn’t objected to the restraint, seemed to enjoy it.
His dominant nature surged, frustrated by the shallow thrusts. He pulled out and flipped her over, pulling her up to her hands and knees. With
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