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I grab her thighs, peel her open, spread her before me, and do what I've been craving and taste her, lick the sweet wine mingled with the slick pussy juices.

“Fuck, you taste good.”

“I thought you said you were going to do it rough.” Her voice catches.

I'm gorging myself on her pussy then slide two fingers into her.

I suck on her clit. She grinds against my face, moaning as I add another finger.

She's practically fucking herself on my hand, riding my face.

I add a fourth finger, feel her flex around me as her pussy accepts the width. “Fuck, I want my cock in you.”

She's moaning, playing with her tits, the wineglass still in her hand.

I want to watch her, want to watch her like I did through the window.

“Oh,” she moans when I draw my fingers out of her with a wet popping noise.

She arches back against the couch.

“Put on a show for me.”

She knocks back the wine and sets it on the side table.

Her eyes lock with mine.

She arches back and spreads her legs.

“You like this, daddy?”

“Fuck.”

“You like watching my—” Her breath hitches.

I loosen my tie.

“You like watching me play in my pussy?”

She leans down, looking up at me from under her lashes as her tongue darts out to lick the pink nipple.

I'm hard as I unfasten the cuff links.

She dips one of her fingers with its pink nail polish into the slick, hot opening of her pussy, moaning as she finger-fucks herself, still pinching her nipple.

Then her fingers are back, rubbing her—

It's better when I'm this close to her. No glass between us. I can smell her, hear her, see her in the lamplight as her chest heaves, as her body fights it, but then she's coming, whimpering, her eyes closed as she humps her hand.

“Mh-mhm.”

“I bet it's going to be even better when you fuck me, isn't it?”

I palm myself through my pants. “Come over here and find out. No,” I tell her, undoing the top buttons on my shirt. “On your knees.”

She slides off of the couch, and I watch her slink on her hands and knees over to me.

I pull her other tit out of the bodice of the dress when she's within grabbing distance.