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Her eyes slowly trail down my body, landing on the defined muscles that lead down to my jeans. I can tell just by the look in her eye how much she wants me inside her. I don’t even need her to say anything, I just need to know my brother’s never gotten a taste.
When she shakes her head, giving me the confirmation that my brother is a lying dick, an excitement courses through me and I can hardly even keep from nutting right here and now. I know by doing this I’m probably f**king us both, especially after kissing her. Whenever I kiss a girl, they always seem to fall in love with me. I basically stopped allowing girls to kiss me, omitting that form of intimacy altogether. Why I slipped up with her, I have no idea. Probably because all the rules go out the window when it comes to her. “That’s all I need to hear.”
Before she can process my words, I push her skirt up her legs and yank her panties to the side, exposing her beautiful body. I can see her chest rise and fall with every breath she takes, letting me know she doesn’t dislike what I’m about to do to her. Hell, she probably wants it just as much as I do. I want her so badly right now, I’m almost tempted to skip any foreplay and slip inside her, but I feel as if she deserves better. That and I can’t help but to want a taste what I do to her.
I'm so wound up, I tear her panties from her body. Laying her back, I bend over and allow my tongue to trail up the inside of her thigh. I can already see her juices dripping and all I want to do is lick her clean. She smells of cupcakes and I can only imagine her pu**y tastes even sweeter. Tossing her panties down beside us, I look her in the eye and my words make her whole body jerk. “I need to taste you and I won’t stop until I’ve had enough. I f**king love cupcakes.”
Grabbing her thighs, I push her legs towards her br**sts. I slowly trail my tongue up the wetness of her pu**y, torturing her clit with the tip of my barbell, before slipping my tongue deep inside, getting a better taste. She moans and her whole body shakes with pleasure as I spread her moistness to her clit and slip a finger into her tightness. I swirl my tongue around before sucking her clit into my mouth. I am right, she tastes so f**king sweet and the thought of any other man tasting her angers me. Grabbing her hips, I rotate completely, leaving her straddling my face. I suck and lick while moving my finger in and out in a slow, consistent motion, never losing rhythm. I know how much rhythm means to a woman’s sexual needs and I will be f**ked if I don’t give her the greatest pleasure she’s ever known. It doesn’t take long before I feel her already starting to clamp down around my finger. It doesn’t surprise me though. If I’m good at one thing, it’s definitely using my tongue. I slowly run my tongue in between her lips before sucking her lips into my mouth and then her clit. When I feel her starting to clamp again, I run my tongue over her thigh before softly biting down on it.
Her body jerks as she clamps around my finger and screams. It’s so f**king tight, it feels as if it’s going to break my finger. Right before she comes, I pull my finger out replacing it with my tongue. I want to taste her when she comes. “Oh f**k me!” Her breathing comes out in heavy bursts as she continues to scream and moan above me. “Oh shit, Kellan!” I can feel her juices on my tongue. I swallow leaving nothing behind. She runs her hands through her hair before biting her bottom lip.
Her screams make my c**k hurt and I need to release it before it busts the zipper of my jeans. I snake my arm around her waist before laying her down on the blanket with my body pressed between her wet thighs. I kiss her, wanting her to taste herself on my lips. I place my lips to her ear and whisper. “You like the way my tongue feels, tasting you? Does it make you want more?”
She moans and leans her head back, pressing it into the blanket. Watching her shake while running her hand up the length of her thigh makes me want another taste. I sit up on my knees and grab her hips, bringing her hips up to meet my face. I run my tongue along her thighs and over her wetness, licking up the juices. “You taste so f**king good, Phoenix. Now I want to bury my c**k deep inside you while you scream my name,” I say, running my tongue over my lips and trying to catch my breath. “Do you think you can handle it, because once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”
I have never felt this desperate to be inside a woman and waiting for her to answer is killing me. I want her to touch me, to give me a sign it’s okay to take her. When she reaches out and pulls my jeans down my thighs, her eyes desperately searching mine, I take that as her answer.
Her hands tremble as she reaches for my c**k and pulls it free from my boxers. “Holy shit, Kellan.” Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of my rock hard dick. I can’t remember ever being this hard for someone and the feeling of her hand around my c**k makes me even harder.
She slowly runs her hand up the length of my dick, stroking it before playing with the head of it in her tiny fingers and looking me in the eye. “You have the sexiest dick I’ve ever seen. Is everything on your body so damn perfect?”
I think of the scar through my eyebrow that haunts me every time I look in the mirror, reminding me of that f**ked up day and my blood boils. Anger courses through me and suddenly, I want to f**k her harder than I’ve ever f**ked a woman before. My anger always gets the best of me and that’s another reason I’m so damaged.
Without warning, I grab her hips and flip her over, causing a small moan to escape her lips. “Not as perfect as you are.” Running my hands up the roundness of her ass, I grip her cheeks, spreading them apart as I slide into the wetness of her tightness and push as deep as it will allow me.
“Oh f**k!” She screams and I can feel the wetness between her legs thicken. “Kellan,” she whimpers.
I place my hands back on her hips and grip tightly as I start out slow and deep, getting a feel for her pu**y. My c**k has been known to hurt, so I want to see what she can handle before I give her my all. “Oh shit, it feels so good being inside you.” I push into her, rolling my hips in and out. I cup her br**sts in my hands and I pull her body up to meet mine. With her back pressed against my chest, I grab the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. “I’m about to f**k you deep and hard so don’t be afraid to scream.” I lean in and run my tongue up the side of her neck before sucking in her earlobe. “I love it loud.”
Pushing her back down on the palm of her hands, I slam into her, burying myself deep before bending over her, yanking her head to the side and running my tongue across her mouth. She moans against my lips, causing me to go harder and deeper. “Yeah, you f**king like me inside you?” I suck in her bottom lip while reaching around with my other hand and playing with her clit. “Tell me how much you like it, Phoenix. I want to hear you say it.”