Page 149 of Shadow

We continued our work for a moment before I could tell he was ready to blow again.

“Slow down,” I instructed. “It’s OK to pull back when you need to.”

He slowed and pulled free from her mouth again before kissing her, his hand back to kneading her breast.

As much as I wanted to come, I decided to see where I could take him.

“You want some pussy?” I asked softly.

He locked eyes with me, visibly tensing.

“It’s nice, hot, and tight. You’ll love it.”

“I-I can’t…”

“You can. You can fuck her just like I am. Come on, Shadow. Get your dick wet.”

I didn’t think he’d do it, but I was surprised when he moved to be beside me. I pulled out of her and shifted aside for him.

He took my place, his hands visibly shaking.

“Grab your cock. Run it up her pussy,” I instructed. “Tease her a little.”

She didn’t move an inch. Her breathing was quicker, and I knew she wanted him like this, but he was being a little bitch about it.

Hopefully, by the time I left tonight, he’d have a handle on his shit so he could stop prolonging this miserable slow burn he had going on.

His cock slid slow and deliberate along her pussy. He bit down a groan, jaw tight, holding himself back with every ounce of willpower he had left.

I knew that feeling. It was how it was for me with her during our first time.

“Fuck, you’re—” He choked on the rest of his words, eyes locked on where his cock touched her pussy. “You’re so wet, baby. I can feel how bad you want me. You’re soaked. You’re gonna take me so deep, aren’t you?”

He pressed the head of his cock right against her entrance and froze, trembling.

“I’ve never-never done this, but I swear to God, I’m going to make it feel like I’ve been fucking you my whole life, cupcake.”

Jeez, man, leave some pussy for the rest of us…

I stroked my cock, watching the scene unfold in front of me. If he didn’t have good dick game, he goddamn excelled at dirty talk.

His fingers gripped her hips, thumbs digging in like he was afraid she’d vanish if he let go.

“I’ve thought about this moment every night. My hand wrapped around my cock, whispering your name like a prayer. Pretending it was you under me. Pretending I could make you moan for me.”

He rocked forward, just enough for her to feel the thickness of him press and tease. She squirmed, her chest heaving with her heavy breathing.

“You wanna know what I imagined, cupcake? You, begging me to stop teasing. You, writhing just like this, lifting your hips, desperate to take me inside even when I’m holding back.”

One hand slid up her stomach, across her chest, fingers curling around her delicate throat.

“Touch yourself for me. Right now. Let me see how pretty you look when you come for me. I want my first time to be with you soaked and shaking around my cock.” His voice dropped to a low growl.

Her fingers moved to her pussy where she rubbed her clit, her soft whimpers sounding out around us.

“I need you to beg me, cupcake. Say please. Say you want me to ruin that perfect little pussy. Tell me you need me.”

Her fingers worked faster.

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