Page 282 of Lodestar

“I just want to come,” she complained breathily. “I don’t want it to be a struggle.”

“We’ll get there, baby. We’ll get there.”

Her throat bobbed as she turned her face away from me, but she graced me with a nod.

Reaching down, I pinched her outer pussy lips at the upper apex, watching her squirm as I pinned her clit in place.

Moving my fingertips in a circle, I lowered my other hand and ran a tip through the compressed folds where her juices had gathered.

She tensed but, maintaining the massaging action of my fingers, I asked, “May I?”

Star was quiet for so long that I figured she was going to say no, but instead, the nod she gave me this time was jerky.

“Words, baby.”

Her nostrils flared. “Don’t hurt me.”

My temper surged at that—not at her, but at what had been done to her.

“I will never hurt you. Ever,” I murmured, keeping my tone light, hiding my anger at the world from her.

Her throat bobbed as I gently circled her slit and began to thrust a finger into her.

The way she clamped down around me wasnota good sign.

Needing to change my plans, I kept the finger there, not moving, as I ordered, “Lower your thighs to the bed for me, Star.”

She did, letting them fall on either side of me as I bowed my head and started to flutter my tongue around her clit.

Her husky groan was music to my ears, and how her hands immediately fisted around the sheets was a sight for sore eyes.

I flicked my tongue back and forth, sucking on her clit, shaping it with the tip, caressing and teasing, giving her what I thought she needed, and using her pussy as a gauge.

With every moan of pleasure, the intensity of the vice around my finger decreased. Instead, her inner muscles began to pulse around it.

Gently, I began to thrust.

Gently, I began to explore.

All the while, my mouth was busy distracting her.

Her hips started to cant into me, pushing her pussy into my face, proving that she was enjoying the act even if I could feel her tension as the need to come resurfaced.

With my teeth, I nipped her clit. “Tell me how you feel.”

“L-Like it’s there, within touching distance. I can almost see it. I know how good it will be, but when I try to reach for it,” she whimpered, “it slips away.” Her sharp cry had me returning to suckling her clit, doubling down on the move until she was writhing against me.

I sensed the shift in her when she tensed again, and I nipped her clit between my lips then retreated to ask, “Why are you struggling today, baby?”

She ground her ass into the sheets. “Because I want you inside me.”

Ah.

“You might not be ready for it yet,” I said simply, which had her head flying upright so she could properly aim her glower at me.

“I’mready,” she growled. “Idecide, not my body.”

My lips almost twitched, but I put them to better use and returned to her clit.

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