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But I don’t.

Not yet.

Because I want her to see what she does to me first.

Because I want her to know, without a doubt, that she has me completely undone.

I undo my pants and push them off, my boxer briefs too, and I take in her wide eyed stare, feeling it down to my very marrow.

“Get on the bed.”

Her big eyes eat me up, but she listens. She obeys. Backing up until her thighs meet with the mattress.

Then she sits—with a fucking bounce that makes my mouth water.

She has dark nipples painting the edges of her tip-tilted breasts. Like raspberries atop a bowl of cream.

I want to taste them.

I growl and move and she starts to back up on the bed

But I reach out with my hand on her ankle and stop her retreat.

“Open your legs, Pixie. Let me see that pretty pink pussy you’ve been saving for me.”

“I-I can’t,” she says, and her cheeks turn dusky with embarrassment.

“You can. Do it, Mama. Show me what’s mine,” I growl and fist my dick, stroking it slowly, letting her see how she affects me.

“Fuck,” she moans and opens her trembling legs slowly.

My gaze dips down her body until I find that place I have been dreaming about for way longer than I should have been.

She’s wet.

Fucking glistening in the dim light of the hotel room.

I salivate for her. My cock is dripping precum, but I squeeze my balls to stave off any pre-ejaculatory emissions.

“So fucking pretty,” I groan and kneel on the bed.

“No one has ever seen me before, Sammy. I-I don’t know what to do,” she confesses.

“I got you, Pixie. And it’s a good thing no one else has seen you because you're mine. Mine. Now tell me.”

Her eyes heat and her chest is rising and falling rapidly now.

“I-I'm yours.”

“Good girl. Now you just hold your legs open while you and me get acquainted.”

She does. Fuck, I love how she listens to my commands.

I lean forward, not touching her anywhere else yet, and I press my face into her slick folds.

Then, I eat.

Chapter 14-Aella

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