Page 27 of Rather: The Therapist

Big, oversized lips brushed against my ear. Her sweetness lulled me to oblivion. Where she was taking me, I never wanted to come back from. Here, worries were few. Pleasure was plentiful.

“Ride this dick, my dear.”

Like it’s yours. Even if only for the night.

“Umm kay.”

“Give me your eyes.”

Another request surfaced after the first. Her eyes were on mine at once. Fingers digging into my clavicle, she lifted her body until she neared the tip and then slowly lowered it. Her head fell over to the side as her lids grew lazier.

Poetry.

She reminded me of poetry.

Intense. Sometimes brutal. Deep. Meaningful. Passionate. Painful. Prideful. Methodical. Idiosyncratic. Wavering. Heartening. Exclusive. Monumental. Experimental. Dazzling. Complicated. Desirable.

“Mmmm.”

Her lips folded into her mouth.

Un-fucking-believable.

“Open them.”

“Pleas–”

“Open them.”

I ran my fingers through her hair, locating her scalp where I wadded a handful of her tresses and tugged.

“Open them.”

Hastily, she widened her lids and gave me full access to her orbs. She never missed a beat. Her body still lifting and falling so beautifully. So graciously. So elegantly.

I cupped her right breast in my hand and stuffed my mouth. I rounded her nipple with my tongue before taking it between my teeth. Gently, I bit down.

“Ahhhhhhh.”

She breathed out, grinding into me.

“Yessss.”

I gripped the other, rotating it between my fingers while applying pressure.

“Ohhhh fuuuuuuck. Yesss.”

Hungry for more of her chocolate-coated skin, I moved up her chest, leaving a trail of tender, lingering kisses. I reached her neck, unable to contain myself any longer. I sunk my teeth into her.

“Ahhhhh.”

Her pussy tightened around me. Her pace increased, revealing her precise location. She was near her peak. I wasn’t far behind her.

I sucked her skin into my mouth, still squeezing her nipple with one hand and holding the side of her neck with the other. Flawlessly, she still managed her balance until her legs began to buckle.

“Ohhhhh fuck. I– I’m— ummm–”

I set her free and pulled her ear closer to my lips. From below, I began to pump her full of dick. Faster and harder with each stroke.

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