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My Angel likes to be praised.

Which is glorious for me because I’ll worship the very ground she walks on.

She watches me with glazed eyes as I lower back to my knees and waste no time in devouring her.

I lick and suck on her clit like a man starved. Her muffled moans fill the room, which just urges me on. Slowly, I enter one finger inside her wet heat and curl. I pump it in a steady rhythm, which makes her writhe on the bed. Inserting another, she gasps and tilts her hips forward, begging for more.

She bucks her hips into me, her hand weaving into my hair, holding my face firmer to her. I swirl my tongue around her bundle of nerves, thrusting my fingers in time.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this. You taste fucking divine.”

I pick up the pace, feeling her walls clenching around me. Her moans get louder as I fuck her with my fingers, delicious wet sounds mixing with her sweet voice. My cock pulses ferociously with the need to be inside her. It presses so hard against my jeans, and pre-cum is already seeping through.

I lap at her as she pulls my hair, thrusting her hips into me.

A low groan forms in her throat as her pussy grips my fingers. I pull out quickly, not giving her the satisfaction of finishing yet.

I’m not done with her.

She throws her head back, and her fists pound on the bed with annoyance.

I smirk. “Not yet.”

Climbing up the bed, I hold up the two fingers I just had buried deep inside her tight pussy, her arousal glistening.

I lean down, balancing on my elbow near her face. Using my thumb and pinkie, I take the underwear out of her mouth. Her ragged breaths fill the room.

“Move in with me.”

Her mouth immediately snaps shut. “What?”

“Move in with me,” I repeat.

A look of defiance twinkles in her eyes, and that just makes me even harder for her. If that’s even possible.

“No.”

I place the two fingers back on her clit and make slow, circular motions. “You want to come?” I whisper against her temple.

“Yes,” she whimpers.

I push my fingers forcefully inside her once more, making her gasp, and pull them back out, pushing them through her closed mouth. “Suck.”

She wraps her lips around my digits, tasting herself. She locks her eyes on mine, bopping her head up and down slowly on my hand. I face upwards towards the ceiling, needing a few breaths to compose myself.

“Move in with me so I can keep you safe,” I whisper.

The sound of a zip pulls me back to face her. Her hands are working on undoing my trousers while she continues to suck on my fingers. She moans when she breaks through the layers and palms me through my boxers, then grasps my hard length.

She watches me as my breaths tremble from her touch. She finishes with one final suck on my fingers and releases with a loud smack of her lips. Pulling my boxers down in one swift motion, my cock springs free. She stands from the bed and kneels next to it on the small platform.

What a beautiful fucking sight.

I follow, standing in front of her, my cock almost hitting her in the face. Not that she seems to mind.

She opens her mouth, tongue out, forcing saliva to drip down her chin and onto the glistening head of my cock.

And fuck if that’s not the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.