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Goosebumps rose on her skin as I traced a finger down her arm. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
She started unbuttoning my shirt, her mouth finding mine between each one. The shirt came off first, then she tugged my undershirt up. Her hands were on me before it hit the floor—palms warm against my chest as her fingers began moving down my stomach slowly, like she was trying to memorize the feel of me. My dick instantly got hard at the feel of her bare skin on mine.
I gripped her ass as she moved her hand between us to palm my dick through my pants.
“Nah,” I said, catching her wrist. “Not yet.”
“Dez—”
“I said not yet.”
I walked her backward until her knees hit the edge of the bed. She watched me hungrily while I unbuckled my belt and stepped out of my pants.
“Lay back,” I said.
She licked her lips as she did.
“I swear you have the prettiest pussy,” I said as I removed her panties.
My mouth watered, taking in the sight of her wet pussy. I picked up her leg and kissed her ankle before dropping to my knees.
“Dez,” she whined, wriggling against me.
I bit the inside of her thigh. “Relax.”
She grabbed the sheets as my mouth found her. I licked her slowly, savoring her, holding her hips down when she tried to grind against my face. The sounds she was making had my dick leaking.
I slid two fingers in and curled them while I sucked on her clit. Her thighs clamped around my head.
“Oh fuck—right there—”
I sucked on her swollen bud until her legs started shaking, her moans growing louder, her hand gripping the back of my head so hard it almost hurt.
“No!” She groaned as I pulled away. “Why do you keep doing that to me?”
“Because I can.” I wiped my mouth and crawled up her body, settling between her legs.
She could feel me pressed against her entrance but I wasn’t giving it to her yet. “And because I like hearing you beg.”
“Fuck you.”
“Only if you say please first.” I kissed her neck.
“No.”
I rubbed the head of my dick against her clit slowly, back and forth. She kept trying to angle herself so I’d slip inside and each time I moved back just enough to deny her.
“Cardez—”
“That’s not please.”
“I hate you.”
“That’s not please either, mama.” I pressed against her just enough to make her gasp.
“Please,” she whined.
There it was. Her pride breaking right in front of me and I’d never get tired of watching it happen.
