It was just the gesture I needed to slow down and truly make this a lesson she wouldn’t forget anytime soon. Our eyes met and locked as I gently slid her panties past her thighs so they could fall around her feet still encased in her strappy, high-heeled sandals. I lifted one foot then the other to free the scrap of lace she’d used to cover her lady bits. I shoved them in the front pocket of my jeans. Then I wrapped my hands around both ankles and slowly slid them up, reveling in the way her skin pebbled in response to my touch. Her vibrant green eyes shone with lust and need, and her pirate’s smile said she expected me to please her. I would…just not yet. I had a point to make after all.
Revenge Fuck Lesson Objective: Make Maegan Miracle as needy and desperate as she made me that morning, leaving me with a raging hard-on and no time to do anything with it.
Step One: Make Her Tremble with Need
I pressed my nose to the cleft of her pussy and inhaled her scent deeply. I felt her legs tremble beneath my hands and knew I was ready to move to the next step.
Step Two: Make Her Moan and Cry Out My Name
I pulled my head away from her soft, silky flesh just far enough so I could purse my lips together and blow softly.
Maegan’s breathy gasp was followed by, “Oh, Elijah.” It wasn’t a loud cry but said on a long, shaky sigh. Good enough.
Step Three: Make Her Pull My Hair
I slid my hands up from her thighs to part her lips with my thumbs, revealing her clit and center to my hungry gaze. Taking her to the edge of pleasure without pushing her over would send me to the brink of sanity. I’d be a stark raving lunatic the rest of the night, but I’d sure as fuck enjoy the journey. I leaned back in and delicately flicked my tongue over her swollen clit before sucking it between my lips.
“God, yes!” she cried out, fisting her free hand in my hair.
Step Four: Make Her Fuck My Face
I lifted her left leg and propped it on my right shoulder, exposing her even more, then speared her opening with my tongue, letting my nose rub and tease against her clit while I reached my left hand up to tease her hard nipples through the fabric of her bra and dress. I circled my thumb around one of them until it was hard and desperate then moved over and pinched the other nipple between my thumb and first finger.
I heard Maegan’s head fall back against the door in a soft thud. Seconds later, she angled her pussy so it pressed tighter against my face. Almost there, but not quite. I slid my finger inside her silky heat, pressing against her G-spot.
“Don’t stop,” she cried softly, riding my finger and face. “Oh God. Please don’t stop!”
Step Five: Pull Back Right Before She Comes
Maegan must’ve anticipated my move because she gripped my hair even tighter and snapped her hips faster. God, I loved how she didn’t shy away from pleasure. She fucking owned it.
“Don’t you even think about it, Elijah. I didn’t learn my lesson, and I’m going to do it again. I like knowing you’ll leave for work thinking about me, wanting me. Just like I thought about you and wanted you all day too. God! I’m so close. Right there! Yessssss!” I felt her clinch tightly around my finger and felt her get even wetter for me. “Fuck me, Elijah. Please.”
I set her foot on the floor then released my cock as I rose to my feet. Maegan turned and faced the door, keeping the skirt of her dress rucked up around her waist and presented her perfect ass for me. It was the only invitation I needed to step up and sink balls deep inside her. Maegan’s pussy was still spasming from the orgasm, and I knew her G-spot would be extra sensitive, so I aimed my cock head straight at it, taking no prisoners and not accepting that her orgasm was finished.
“I can’t—” Her words broke off in favor of moaning. The hand she had pressed against the door balled into a fist as pleasure rolled through her body.
“You know you will.” I kept one hand on Maegan’s hips to steady her for my thrusting and unzipped her dress with the other so I could get my hands on her breasts. Maegan released the skirt of her dress long enough to help me shove the straps of her dress down her arms pooling it around her waist. I pulled the lacy cups of her bra down beneath her firm tits and cupped both swells while pounding into her from behind, rattling the door.
“Elijah,” she cried. “Oh. Oh. Ohhhhhhhhh.”
“That’s my girl. Come for me again,” I managed to grit out before I spilled inside her, rutting and marking my territory like a beast until I had nothing left to give. I collapsed against her, careful not to put too much weight on her since a door wasn’t a comfortable place for a post-coital cuddle.
“I learned a valuable lesson after all,” Maegan said. Her arms were folded on the door acting as a pillow for her forehead.
I nibbled a path down her neck and playfully nipped the delicate flesh where her neck curved into her shoulder. “Not to tease me again?” I asked.
Maegan snorted then laughed. “I need to leave you hard and wanting at least once a week.”
“Freckles,” I said in a menacing tone.
“You’ll have to try harder to resist my…um…charms,” she teased. “Now kindly remove your cock so I can clean up before the guys get here.”
“No cleanup,” I said. “You’ll wear me all night long then I’ll use my spunk as lube for backdoor action later.”
“You mean you’re going to fuck me against the back door after everyone leaves?” I knew if she were looking into my eyes she’d be batting her eyelashes playfully.
“I mean I’m going to start by getting my cock nice and wet from the cum I left inside you then I’m going to pull my dick out, press it up against that tight little rosette between your ass cheeks, and—” The sound of a vehicle pulling into our driveway cut off my words. “Our guests have arrived, dear.” My dick was only semi-soft when I pulled it out of her tight clench since it started to react to the sexy image I described for our evening activities. I quickly pulled her panties out of my pocket then dropped to my knees once more to help her put them on before I stood up, fixed her bra, and zipped her dress.
