Page 36 of Delivered in White

I put her down as gently as my frustrated arms will let me and turn sharply away.

The fuck is with her?

Grabbing my cock to adjust it is like playing with a lit firecracker.

“Trino,” she calls sadly as I stomp away.“Hey.”

I hear the tap of her heels as she scurries up to me.

She grabs my arm, but I shrug her off.

“Yo. Do you even know what blue balls are? Do they teach you that in law school?”

She grabs onto my shirt when I try to walk away. “Trino – I’ve never been with a guy like you. You terrify me. I’m scared—”

“Yeah, I got that.” I huff, still attempting to skulk out of her grasp, but she tugs again.

“No, you don’t get it.” She runs in front of me and grabs a handful of my cock in her hand. That stops me. “I’m scared I’ll like it.” She looks up at me, and that stripper fantasy I had before comes flooding back in. “Now listen to me,” her voice drops to a whisper. “I’m not going to let you fuck me, because it’s only been a couple days, and I’m not one of your tramps.” She continues to trace the length of my cock over the pants. “But, you did save my life twice now, so maybe I’ll give you a little something.” She jerks me harder. “How about a hand-job?” She kisses my neck.

“What am I, in high school?” I grunt, putting on my best poker face to pretend I’m not enjoying the shit out of this.

“Right now, yeah – now be a good boy and stay still.” She pushes me all the way to the wall by the stairs, and I let her.

I can’t tell whether she’s kinky, or prude, or what the fuck is going on right now. But I’m into it.

She slowly unzips my pants while licking my neck, and as she digs to whip out my cock, I can see her cheeks blushing red at the size. I rub my hand around her thigh again, hoping she’ll soften enough to let it in.

“I’ll give you the time of your life,” I whisper in her ear, watching as she bites her lip while looking away. There’s trepidation there. Fear. But through it, she’s horny. She wouldn’t be jerking me so sensually otherwise.

I take her lace top and tug on it carefully so not to rip her work uniform, gently revealing her breasts. Perfect nickel-sized nipples that I want to wrap my mouth around. She’s becoming almost impossible to resist.

“It’s huge,” she whispers, moaning as I kiss on her.

“It’s wet.” I stick two fingers into her pussy before she can resist me, and her voice evaporates. “No?” I ask again.

She says nothing, and instead jerks me harder, which in body language meansmore. My thumb tickles her clit, giving her pleasure to the point she’s distracted from what she’s doing. Good, because I want in. And if she won’t let me fuck her, then I’m at least going to have my appetizer.

I grab her wrist and give her a passionate kiss. Our eyes are closed, but I have an ulterior motive. When I take my fingers out of her pussy, I tease them around her lips so we can taste her juice together. It’s fucking honey. Prissy, untaintedhoney.

Lifting her leg up makes her gasp that I might stick my cock in. But I won’t. I may be a ruthless animal, but I do not fuck with women’s boundaries. But that doesn’t mean I won’t push the envelope.

Falling to my knees, I kiss her inner thigh. It’s so warm. So perfect. This is how I imagine a wolf sees red before a meal.

I wait for a protest, but it never comes, so my tongue slithers deep into her perfect pussy. Her second lips are petite, her taste is sublime – the best I’ve ever had – and her moan is of a genuine innocence I’ve never heard.

“You’re being a naughty boy, Trino,” she moans, both hands messing my hair, pulling me closer to her pelvis. “So this is what it means—oh!”

“I’ll turn you into a nymph yet,” I promise, diving back in before she has time to get her thoughts about her.

Her legs are starting to shiver as I rotate my tongue to her clit, shoving my fingers back in. I’d play with her ass too, but I don’t want to freak her out on the first orgasm. She’s so fresh, though. It’s fucking inviting.

“Trino,” she moans, her mouth open in joy, eyes closed. Such a raw reaction – like I’m taking her to a different plane.

Good. You need to know what’s good for you.

“Don’t stop. Don’t—don’t—mmph!”She stops speaking, thrusting her pelvis hard into a pulsing mess over my face. God it’s good. I’m as hard as a rock just pleasuring her.

When she finally calms, her fists around my hair loosen, and she crumples slowly to the floor in orgasmic defeat.

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