Page 60 of The Race


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“Heels back on, princess,” I tell her, and she smirks at me.

“You and those heels,” she says with a playful smile before stepping into them again. She takes hold of my t-shirt, and I lift my arms to help her strip it off. Then I kiss the outside of her thong at the same time as I steady her with my hands at the back of her thighs and her ass.

Jessica takes off her top, leaving her in her lace underwear and heels, and I lean back to admire the view.

“Jesus Christ, Jessica, how did I become so lucky?”

My eyes roam over her body before I start licking up the inside of her thigh. When I get to her cunt, she lets out a gasp and her hands fist my hair and shoulders to keep herself steady.

“Mm. Have you been a good girl, Jessica? Or have you gotten yourself off in these last few days?” I ask her as I slowly start circling her clit with my finger.

“I’vebeen bad. I’ve missed you and your touch too much,” She answers me honestly, and hot damn. I mean, I’ve gotten myself off in the shower every morning, thinking about her, but hearing her desperation for me as well makes me even harder.

“Is that so? What should we do with such a bad girl?” I ask her, and she’s pushing my head towards her cunt, trying to get the friction she desperately needs.

“Punish her,” she says, and I stand up quickly, telling her to bend over and hold onto the window.

We’ve been exploring our limits in the bedroom, and so far, every kink has been a hit. I look out for any signs of discomfort as my hands glide over her ass cheeks.

“This okay, princess?” I spank her once, and the moan she lets out tells me that my girl likes this just as much as I. Still, I want her words.

“I can’t hear you, baby. Is this okay?” I spank her again, and Jessica cries out.

“Yes, Luke. Fuck yes!” I apply a little harder pressure, and when her ass is pink and her pussy is drenched, I bend her over the end of the couch.

I make quick work on my pants before positioning myself behind her, and she looks back at me with a lustful look on her face.

I drive into her with a hard thrust, and since she’s still in her heels, she’s at an even better angle than the last time we’d been in this position. I thrust into her again and again.

“Who do you belong to?” I ask her and grab her around her throat, not applying any pressure, just keeping her pressed against me so her back is against my front.

“You. I belong to you,” She says as I continue to roam into her. I hold her closer to me and command that she touch her clit.

“Come on, baby, be a good girl and touch yourself.” She falls apart, and I’m seconds later, both of us collapsing into the couch.

We make it to the bed a little later, and Jessica clearly has something on her mind, but she doesn’t dare ask me.

“Come on, princess. What is it?” She blushes, and I can tell it probably has to do with sex.

She’s becoming more confident each day, both in and out of the bedroom.

Sometimes, though, she blushes intensely when asking about sex or something she wants to try.

“Okay, but don’t laugh,” she tells me sternly, and I roll my eyes at that.

“I’mnot saying we have to do it now, but there’s something I want to try,” she continues and bites her lip.

Now she’s piquing my curiosity.

“I want you to fuck my tits,” she tells me, and I can’t believe she would ever think I would laugh at that suggestion.

Holy fuck.

Jessica has great tits, and I’ve thought about it a few times, but hearing her voice her own wishes is even hotter. She tries to hide from me, but I grab her hands and kiss her passionately.

“Jessica, don’t ever hide from me or your desires. I’ll gladly fuck your tits any time you’ll let me,” I try to lighten her mood and make her comfortable. It does the trick, and she looks up at me with big eyes.

I kiss her hungrily before fulfilling the wish of my smoking hot girlfriend.