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Our eyes locked and I gave her a cheeky grin as I ripped open her T-shirt from the neckline all the way down to the hem.
She let out a surprised little shriek in shock and was about to say my name, I just knew she was, but I quickly captured her lips again while I hastily pushed my shorts and underwear down, kicking them away once they’d pooled around my ankles.
Next I went straight for her jeans. I couldn’t be bothered with the button or zipper. Fortunately they were kind of loose-fitting because I just pulled them right down. While doing so, I had to release her lips. But she didn’t protest. She was too out of breath.
But what a sight before me!
Her T-shirt was torn open, displaying her bra-covered breasts (which was temporary) like the most anticipated Christmas present, her jeans hanging precariously from her ankles.
I leaned down slightly to pull her sneaker off, to then pull her jeans off the rest of the way. When I did I grinned at her. Before long my smile turned devilish as her head lolled to the side to follow my movements.
“You’re a dangerous, dangerous man, Nicholas,” she said.
I just smiled wider. “Depends on perspective,” I replied. “The only thing in danger right now though is that bra, because it’s about to end up the same way as that T-shirt. Torn and sorry looking. Speaking of…” I didn’t finish my sentence as my fingers gripped her underwear and tore them straight off her body.
“There, much better. Now…” I began as I stared at her bra, like a predator stalking its prey.
I wasn’t able to finish as Scottie stammered, “This is my favorite bra, and it’s expensive, don’t you dare rip this!”
“Honey, I’ll buy you one hundred more. I don’t give one iota of shit. Get that thing offmybody, because this body belongs to me. And I want to see all of it. Naked. Ready for me to take.”
“How about you just help me?” She said as she gave me the most devilish look.
I positioned myself between her legs where she laid all displayed out for me on the kitchen island like the biggest feast a man could ever want.
“You’re the smartest person I know. You’re right, I could do that,” I said as I leaned down and began kissing up Scottie’s right inner thigh. Kissing, nipping, biting - it was all the same.
When I came to her center, I knew she expected me to kiss her there too. But I loved keeping her on her toes. Instead of kissing her I blew a heavy breath’s worth of air onto her dripping cunt. She hummed out her pleasure and I cast my glance upward only to see her reclining back on her elbows so she could fully watch me.
I grinned.
Before she could react, I removed the slight distance between my mouth and her glorious cunt. In one deliberate move, I licked her from asshole to clit. Her breath catching yet again. I sucked her clit into my mouth, expertly playing with it with my tongue while I applied suction.
Before she could get used to it, I lapped up her cream and moaned. I then speared my tongue as I rimmed her opening. Always wanting to keep her guessing, I dove my tongue into her opening. Once. Twice. Three times.
I then flattened my tongue, licking her yet again from her most intimate ring to her clit, sucking her clit into my mouth yet again like the most delicious pudding cup I’d ever eaten.
She was panting while her legs were shaking.
I grinned into her pussy lips. “Mmm. I’d say the kitty likes it when I play with her. She purrs so nicely for me.” I then turned my head and kissed her inner thigh, before rising and kissing right above her mound, then her lower stomach.
“Get that fucking bra off your glorious tits, unless you want me to tear it off. Nothing will keep you hidden from me. This is all mine, for my eyes only. For only me to touch. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
“Oh fuck it, Nicholas. Tear the fucking thing off me.”
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SCOTTIE ANDERSON
Fuck it.
Fuck the most expensive bra I’d ever owned. The same bra that felt like a cloud while lifting my girls up and making me feel beautiful and sexy.
None of that mattered after what that man just did to my pussy.
That man didn’t just give me the best oral I could only ever have dreamt of, that man not onlyownedmy pussy after it, but he could just own all of me. Never in my life had I experienced even a fraction of what Nicholas could do to my body.
And what he did on repeat - on the regular.
