Page 31 of Such a Sweet Girl

‘Hands behind your back,’ I half growled.

Pouting, she placed them behind her as I nudged her knees apart. I gripped her hair again with one hand while circling her swollen clit with the other.

‘Oh, yes. That feels good, doesn’t it?’

‘Yes. So good.’ Her words wavered as her eyes hooded, her back arching as she offered herself to me.

‘Tell me, baby.’

‘I love your fingers. You always know just what to do with them.’

‘I do. And you’re so responsive to them. I see you arching for more.’

‘Alexander,’ she whimpered, her breath catching as I pressed two fingers into her.

‘There’s a good girl. You can take it.’

Her lips parted, and I sank my mouth over them, eagerly swallowing each sordid little moan.

‘I can’t wait to fill you up, sweet girl. To sink my cock inside and feel you wrap around me. You’re going to be so hot and wet for me, aren’t you?’

‘Yessss…’

‘Grind your hips. Show me how you’ll please me with this hot body.’

Her hips ground against my hand, her desire pooling there.

‘Mmm, impressive. Harder, Princess, make me need to slide you over my cock.’ The fruity smell of her perfume lingered with the salty scent of her need. Fuck, I had to have her. Possessing her clouded my every sense. Being next to her was no longer enough.

‘I need to be inside you. Reach into the picnic basket and get a condom for me.’

‘No.’

Her flat out refusal caught me off guard, my fingers stilling their onslaught between her thighs.

‘Pardon?’

‘I want to feel you. All of you.’

‘Such a desperate little cumslut that you want me bare?’Interesting.

‘I need it. I want you to fill me up in a way no other man ever has.’

There it was. Her words ignited a fire inside me. The urge to claim her, mark her with my cum deep inside that hot little cunt.

‘Birth control?’ I demanded.

‘Yes. And I’ve always used condoms before. You?’

‘Clean.’ I didn’t make a habit of fucking around. Not for a long time. Not until her.

‘Come here. Over my lap.’

Francesca rested her hands on my shoulder, her knees on either side of my hips. I lined her up, holding her dress up around her waist to see us in our full glory.

Grasping my cock, I rubbed it against her clit, loving the way she wriggled.

‘Is this where you need me?’

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