Page 84 of The Girlfriend Card
He stared deep into my eyes. “I like you, Ottavia. I like you so much.”
“Yeah?” I grinned, butterflies in my stomach.
“Yeah.”
“Good.” I bent down, my hair spilling into his face, and we sealed our words with a kiss.
“You’re sure, then?” he asked.
“More than sure,” I said. To prove it, I grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. “In fact, if you hadn’t known something was up, I wouldn’t even have told you,” I said, gliding my hands over his chiseled mounds of muscle.
“Wait, you would’ve had me take your V-card without me even knowing it?” He gasped with shock. “And you calledmea sneaky snake?”
I giggled. “Yeah, which youare,because you brought me back to your place without me even knowing!”
“Maybe we’re both sneaky snakes, then,” he teased.
I bent down and stole a kiss. As our tongues touched, I felt a stirring under my bottom, as a solid mass began to form beneath me. Only a few thin layers of clothing were between our intimates—and feeling his cock pulse and grow fatter made the spot between my legs flutter with excitement. I wasdyingto feel him inside me for real.
“So now that I’ve told you I’m a virgin, can you go back to pretending I’m not?” I asked, a flirty tone in my voice.
“Hmm … I don’t know, Ottavia,” he said coyly.
He acted like he had to wrestle with the decision, even as he grabbed my hips with his giant hands, and made me rub my mound all along his hard bulge.
I moaned, my pussy melting on his stiffness. “That feelssogood.”
“Just wait,” he said.
He grabbed my dress and slowly pulled it overhead, and tossed it on the floor. His eyes darkened as he feasted on the sight of me in only my bra and panties.
“Wow.You’re fucking perfect,” he growled.
In the blink of an eye, I found myself thrown on my back—the athlete had gotten out from under me with one swift and explosive move. Asserting his dominance, Dakota pressed me into the mattress with his hips and firmly pinned my wrists above my head. I didn’t just feel captive—I feltconqueredby the man. I had no choice but to accept my submission to him, and a forbidden rush of heat made my pussy stir.
“Looks like you’ve got me pinned,” I said, testing his grip on my wrists. I couldn’t escape him even if I wanted to. “What are you going to do with me now?”
He smirked. “I’ll show you.”
I craned my neck, eager for a kiss—but Dakota didn’t give it to me. With his eyes locked on my tits, he had other plans. Witha swipe of his big hand, Dakota deftly unsnapped my bra and cast it aside.
“Yesss.” He snarled happily, squeezing and jiggling and bouncing my breasts with his hands. I couldn’t help but giggle at the intoxicating effect my boobs had on him—it was like he’d turned into some sort of crazed animal. But my laughter quickly turned to sharp gasps of pleasure, bordering on pain, as he pinched and pulled my nipples into full and aching little points.
“Iloveyour tits,” he said.
“They’re not too small for you?” I asked, remembering the blonde from the bull video with the big boobs.
He shook his head with conviction. “Not at all. They’re perfect.”
With his eyes fixed on mine, Dakota began to move downward, leaving a trail of gentle kisses on my torso as he slithered lower. At first, his kisses were so light they tickled, causing me to squirm and laugh—but as I became more attuned to his delicate touch, I surrendered to the softness of his lips, and a whole new realm of pleasure unfolded before me. His tender kisses ignited a burning in my core, my stomach tightening and twisting like a knot.
“Oh myGod,” I whispered, a wave of bliss sweeping through me as he moved lower.
His lips traveled along my waist, following the delicate line of my panties. He wassoclose to giving me what I wanted, and yet so far. Icravedhis touch, his lips, his tongue. A smoldering, red-hot glow burned between my thighs, and I wassureI was about to combust if Dakota didn’t quickly smother the flames with his mouth …
“Please?” I asked, my needy moans filling the room. “Please eat me out?”
A confident chuckle escaped him. “You want my mouth, huh?”
