Page 5 of Addicted

When she’d come all over my fingers earlier, I knew there was no way this woman wasn’t going to come all over my face. The deliriousness she had when I teased and denied her, the way her body sang when I spanked her ass and turned it red beneath my palm. This woman was a fucking drug.

With her writhing in front of my dick, it was coming back to life.

I took a breath. This time I was going to fuck her slow, I was going to make her scream and beg underneath me.

“You see what you do to me?” My tongue continued to nibble and suck at her skin, my hands gripping at her sides, feeling the weight of herstomach beneath my fingers. I bit down a little harder, testing her limits before moving down her back.

I’d always thought she was gentle. That the girl that teased and sparred with me was goo beneath those hot as fuck clothes. But in that bathroom, she showed me that there was more to her, sizzling just beneath the surface. Begging to be teased and fucked, begging to be overcome.

I’d spent so long thinking about this moment, about her. I wanted to be the one to show her everything she was missing.

Feeling my way down to her round ass, I grabbed the skin roughly. She sighed in contentment. That was all it took. I was rock-hard for her, again.

It was clear she was just as addicted to this as I was. The way her body responded to everything I did, demanding more and more.

That pussy deserved this. Denise deserved this.

And if I only had two nights to give her everything I had, I wouldn’t waste a second of it.

I kept up the gentle caress of my fingers. I wanted, no, I needed, to hear her keep sighing, to see her glistening and used pussy clench. When I gave her the space to sit up, our cum started to drip down between her thighs.

Her dewy skin winked in the light and the room smelled of us: sweat, sex, my earthy cologne, and a scent that was fruity and uniquely her.

I joined our hands and used our fingertips to continue to caress her skin. She licked her lips, and I fought the urge to lean forward and suck on her tongue.

“Is that pussy still soaked for me?”

She clenched and more of our juices spilled from her. Her eyes were hooded, and I knew she wasn’t done. She had more cum for me, I just had to reach forward and take it from her.

And I would.

I moved our fingers down between her legs, watching as she gasped when we hit her clit. We rounded it a few times before I dipped four of our fingers into her stretched, sensitive pussy.

She cried out, her brown eyes going wide, and I watched as her teeth met her lip, biting my own to fight the urge to take her mouth.

Not yet.

I dipped our fingers in and out, coating them in cum. She moaned and leaned further into me, and I felt my chest swell at the thought of being the man that was making her delirious.

I pulled our fingers free of her and smiled, feeding my coated digits to her.

“Suck.”

Grabbing herwet fingers, I pulled them into my mouth, the creamy taste of us hitting my tongue.

“That’s it,” I said, watching her greedily suck and lick my fingers, bobbing her head.

I moaned as I swirled my tongue around her cum-soaked fingers.

I pulled my fingers from her mouth, capturing it with my own. Her lips were swollen and warm and I intended to fall into them.

My tongue ravaged her mouth.

I wanted to steal the very breath from her lungs. I wanted to be the only thing that she breathed, so she could feel this, feel how crazy she made me.

Grabbing her nipple, I greedily sucked her tongue. I swallowed every moan and groan as I squeezed and twisted, knowing that this gorgeous woman could take it. Take all the desire, all the darkness. When I pulled away, my lungs were burning, and we were both breathing hard.

My dick laid thick and heavy against her thigh. She reached for me, but I grabbed her hand and placed it on her thigh. I needed to know more about what she liked, how she fucked herself when no one was watching.

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