Page 2 of Doll Face

“Fuck me already, baby,” she commands, and I nod.

Positioning my core over hers, I hold her leg in the air and begin to rock my hips against hers. The second our clits touch, we both let out a primal moan. Thankfully, we have the place to ourselves, and there’s no one nearby to hear us. I hold her deliciously thick thighs in place while I ride on top of her. Kenzie’s shaking her hips, too, meeting each motion with her own. I’m too close to a release in this position. Something about doing it like this always makes me come in a matter of minutes.

“Fuck me baby,” Kenzie moans out.

“Oh, I’m so close.”

“Come for me, baby. Come like a good little slut,” she commands. The word slut is what pushes me over the edge—her dirty mouth will be the death of me.

“Oh, Kenzie! Fuuuuuck!” I call out. I keep my hips moving until my legs give out under me.

“Fuck.” She smiles at me while I collapse next to her.

“You didn’t …”

She shakes her head. “Perfect,” I say mischievously, and when I gain enough energy, I crawl to the edge of the bed, get down on my knees, and pull her pussy into my face.

“Oh, Barbie, you don’t have to … Oh!” She stops herself when I press my tongue to her clit. I know I don’t have to, but I’m about to show her how much I want to.

I lap my tongue up and down her folds, sopping up as much of her wetness as I possibly can. She whimpers under me, biting down on her beautiful red lips. She tries to suppress her moans. It’s cute how she thinks she has any ounce of control. I press my tongue against her core and watch as she bucks her hips and screams out for me. All I ever need to do is press my tongue against her, and she’s putty in my hands.

Or on my tongue.

Sliding two fingers inside of her, I stretch out her tight pussy and pump in and out while she calls out for me. Her hips begin to buck, and she starts to ride my hand while I lick around her clit. Then I stop to tease her, sucking and kissing on the insides of her thighs. I love giving her a taste of her own medicine, and from the way she’s moaning, I know she loves it too. No matter how much she might complain later.

“I’m close!” she whimpers out.

“Don’t come yet,” I say, pausing from my feast.

“W-what?” She looks at me with pained eyes.

“I want you to wait. I want you to come but not until I allow it. I’m not done tasting you,” I say against her. Blowing lightly on her core, I smile as she gasps, and her breathing picks up. I can tell she’s trying so hard not to come despite how much her body wants her to let go.

I continue eating her out, tasting every last drop of her deliciousness and watching as she’s struggling to hold on. I give her one last lick and then purr against her core.

“Come for me,” I command, and she lights up like the fucking Fourth of July. Her body raises off the bed, and she moans for me. Her legs thrash for a second, and then she’s catching her breath and clenching her jaw.

“Fuck, no one does it like you do.” She smiles.

“They better not,” I grumble.

“Oh trust me, I will be thinking about that orgasm all night long.” She laughs.

I lie down next to her in bed and let her pull me into her arms for a cuddle. She spoons me and starts playing with my hair.

“I love you, Doll Face,” Kenzie whispers in my ear.

“I love you too,” I whisper back with a yawn. A wave of sleepiness rushes over me, and my eyes begin to close. I’m no match for the post-orgasm sleepiness I feel. So, within a matter of minutes, I’m out cold.

When I wake, I’m alone. Kenzie’s spot in bed is still warm but she’s nowhere to be found. I walk around the house looking for her. Calling out her name and looking in each of the rooms, I realize she’s nowhere to be found. When I return to bed, I notice a note on her nightstand that’s folded in pink paper. Was that there earlier?

Barbie,

I couldn’t bear to wake you. You looked so peaceful, and I didn’t want to fight again. I’ll call you when I get to London. I love you.

Love,

Kenzie

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