Page 37 of Shared Spaces

“Where else?” I ask, wondering how long it’ll take for her to fall to her knees.

Sliding my fingers out of her, I gather enough of her cum and glide my fingers gently over her ass.

When she pulls away, I divert my attention to her clit, gently squeezing the bud between my fingers.

“Keep.doing.that.” She moans as her legs begin to shake.

Leaning forward, I bring my lips to her delicate skin, kissing my way up to the middle of her back. The craving I have to taste her is overwhelming.

“What about here?” I kick open her feet and slide myself off the bed onto my knees, my hands gripping her ass as I start to lick my way up her inner thigh, deliciously soaking my face in the process.

“Y-yeah—there t-too,” she whispers, barely able to hold herself up.

Once I reach her swollen clit, I start to massage it in small circles with my tongue. One thing is for sure, I can’t hold off much longer. My balls are painfully full.

That’s saying something, considering how much I typically enjoy the edge.

If there ever comes a time when I can relive a moment in my life, this one would be it.

When I know she’s about to cum, I slow my tongue.

“D-don’t fucking stop,” she cries out in frustration.

Humming against her again, I feel her body shake against my lips; I know she’s getting close again.

I stop completely and laugh when she reaches down to push me closer to her again.

“Not yet, princess.”

Grabbing her around the waist, I spin her to face the bed and push her downward.

Just when I think this couldn’t get any hotter, I see her spin her head around with a thirst in her eyes I’ve never seen before.

“Please.make.me.cum,” I watch as her chest rises and falls rapidly. She’s as close to the edge as I can possibly get her.

Without saying a word, I line my cock up to her pussy and slowly guide the tip in, enjoying every single moan of desperation that leaves her lips.

“I’ll let you cum if you tell me one thing,” I slam myself deep inside her and hold still so I can feel the walls of her pussy grip my cock all over again.

“A-anything,” her hands reach above her to grip the other side of the bed, but the sheet just comes off as I violently thrust in and out of her, so she makes use of it and shoves it into her mouth.

“Tell me this pussy is mine.” I growl, staying steady with my deepening rhythm.

She lets out what sounds like it was supposed to be a word; an answer even, but just a half growl comes out, like she’s clenching her teeth together.

“Say it pretty girl…” I slow just a little and slide my hand up her back before leaning in to lightly bite her shoulder.

“Y-you—” she manages to stammer before biting the sheets again with her teeth.

“What’s that?”

“Yours!” She hollers out as she tries to bring her head up to look back at me.

“Again.” I bring my hand under her and find her clit, increasing her pleasure just a little more so she’ll say what I need her to say. She’s not hard to bargain with.

“Ah—f-fuck Jay! It’s y-yours!”

“There it is—” I pull out of her and give it my all, pinning her hands together above her head.

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