Trailing kisses down her stomach, I gently lower Amelia onto her back, placing a pillow under her head and supporting her with a hand behind her neck to protect the bump on the back of her head.
Following to lean over her, I push her legs open, exposing her perfect cunt. I lick my lips in anticipation as I take in the sight of her, already glistening for me.
She reaches out to grab the hem of my shirt, but I grip her wrist. “Ah-ah. No touching me right now. If you want my clothes off, you’ll have to ask nicely. Maybe,maybe,I’ll take them off. But you’re not in charge right now, are you?”
“No,” she whispers, her chest heaving with each ragged breath.
“No, no, you’re not,” I say, a smirk playing on my lips. “That’s a good girl. Tell me who’s in charge.”
“You,” she says with a moan.
“Goddamn perfect,” I praise, pulling her closer, my hand gripping her hip tightly, and all I want is to sink my cock into that perfect dripping cunt.
But I want to play with her first.
I waited so long for this.
I lean in close, feeling her breath on my lips. “You want to kiss me?” She nods, her eyes wide and pleading. “Open your mouth,” I command, and she obeys instantly.
God, I love how easily she does what she’s told.
Leaning down, I capture her lips in a searing kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth as she moans into me. Pulling away, I murmur against her lips, “Keep it open,” she does, and I move to suck her earlobe into my mouth while I push my thumb into hers.
She sucks on it eagerly, and I can’t wait to feel her lips around my cock. “That’s it.” I trail kisses down her neck, my hand wandering down to her tit. “You’re going to let me suck your nipples?”
She nods eagerly when I pull my thumb out of her mouth, her fingers digging into my shoulders.
“Yeah? You don’t mind that?” I tease, leaning down to take her pebbled nipple into my mouth. She arches beneath me, a loud moan escaping her lips. I pull away with a soft pop and murmur, “This is serious business, Amelia. Did I say you could move?”
She shakes her head, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
“No?” I prompt, blowing a warm breath over her now-damp nipple, making her squirm beneath me. “Use your words.”
“No,” she manages to press out.
“Then don’t fucking move. Stay right there, and let me suck on your tits, baby.”
Biting down gently on her nipple, I feel the small pebble harden against my tongue. Her tits are perfect, perfect in my hands. I suck on her nipple, and my hand slips between us, exploring her cunt, playing with her clit.
Amelia moans, her hips bucking against me. “Oh my God. Fu-uck,” she moans, her head thrown back.
“You like it when I play with you, don’t you?” I growl, feeling the heat and desperation in every word. “So damn horny, I can fucking feel it.”
“Yes,” she breathes out, already sounding wrecked.
We haven’t even started yet, baby.
“That’s right, respond to me. That’s a good girl,” I murmur, sliding a finger inside her, feeling just how soaked she is.
Holy shit.
She gasps as I let another finger slide in, a groan escaping my lips. My thumb circles her clit as I pump my fingers in and out of her. Amelia starts to pant, gripping the bed sheets.
“I love it when you breathe like that,” I murmur against her throat.
She’s getting close. I can feel it in the way her body tenses beneath me, how her cunt pulses around my fingers.
First, I’m going to make her come on my fingers, then I’m going to impale her on my cock.
