Page 80 of Rhet

“Do it.” She huffs and slaps my shoulder.

“Someone seems a little impatient.” I counter. I walk my fingers down her ribs, pulling at the loop of her jeans.

She whimpers, I don’t think she realizes that she is riding my thigh. I can feel her heat through my pants. Shit this is making me rock hard.

I press my lips into the side of her neck, biting it softly. She moans and throws her head back. I nibble from her collar bone to the back of her ear.

“It’s a shame, I can’t suck your clit the way I want too.” I whisper near her ear, as she is claws at my body.

“Yes, it’s such a shame.” She sounds like she wants to cry. She must think she has me under control, it’s about to be short lived.

I take her ear between my teeth, and I bite it, causing her to shiver as I go to suck it to blend pleasure with pain. I chuckle deeply as I feel the transfer of power coming.

“Your breasts, I want to touch them.”

Without even being asked, she pulls her T-shirt over her head.

She has on a nude bra, no lace, no ribbons. However, against her rich dark skin it’s the sexiest thing I’ve seen in years.

“Do want me to touch your breast?” I ask.

She nods vigorously. I graze my finger over the edges of her bra, not touching her skin. She trembles as if it’s too much for her to deal with.

“Touch me already,” she squeals, pulling me closer to her.

“So impatient.”

I dip down taking her breasts in my hands, pushing them together so I can have both nipples within my reach.

“Can you imagine it, me sliding my cock into you, filling you up?”

I give each nipple a long lick in turn, and then suck them into my mouth one by one.

“Oh God, Rhet,” she moans softly.

“Since you don’t want my cock, ride my thigh. Show me what it’s like to be in you.”

She moans and undulates on my thigh. I take a moment to take all her beauty in. Her dusty brown peaks call to me.

“So, fucking pretty.” I focus on her nipples squeezing one and rolling it between my fingers while I suck the other, grazing it with my teeth.

“That feel good?”

“Yes please,”

I blow on the nipple that I’m sucking. I brush my fingertips across the top of the waistband of her jeans. I hold her waist tightly and drag her back and forth on my thigh.

“Fuck Zee, it’s really a damn shame Zee. If only.”

Her lips part and frustration fills her eyes before she frowns. “No touching below the waist.”

“Never. Your wish is my command.”

“I know you’re mocking me” she whispers her hand on my hips.

“Am I?”

I begin to kiss her again, massaging her breast in my palm as I push my leg further between hers. I kiss her neck, gauging her breath. I know she’s about to come soon. I am creating a smooth pace for her hips to follow.

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