“Yes,” she says.
“Tell me what you want.”
“More.”
“I want to feel you come apart,” I say.
“I want that.”
“I want to feel your pussy squeezing my cock.”
“Me too.”
“Baby, you feel so good. I don’t know how long I can hold on for.”
Her eyes flutter open, and she cups my cheek. She leans up and presses her lips to mine. Dolly kisses me with an eagerness I love. She devours me, and I devour her right back.
“I need more,” she says.
“Tell me.”
“More of you. More of this. More.”
I slide out of her body, and I reach for her hips. Without a word, I flip her over. Dolly’s on her belly now, and I haul her back toward me. I’m kneeling behind her, and I impale her with my dick.
She groans.
Yeah, that’s the spot.
I once again begin to torture her sweet clit. This time, she groans into the bedsheets.
“Oscar!”
“That’s right,” I say. “Give me those moans, baby.”
“I’m so fucking close.”
I can feel her. She’s clenching me harder with every thrust, and I meant it when I said I couldn’t hold on much longer. I need her so damn bad.
“Please,” she says.
And then she explodes.
Her entire body quivers as the orgasm washes over her. I keep playing with her clit until it is no longer pulsing, and then I finally allow myself to come, too. I thrust into her one last time. My hands are digging into her hips as I come for her, filling her up, and then I collapse on the bed beside her.
“Wow,” she whispers.
“Wow.”
“Oscar, that was so fucking hot.”
“All you, pet.”
This time, she doesn’t argue about the name.
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