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“Huh, that’s weird. Usually, when they’re screaming, it’s because I’m the one doing the pounding.”
My eyes naturally fall back on Micky. She’s looking at me too. But with a lot more disdain in her eyes. It’s for the best, darling. You don’t want me, and I don’t have time to give you what you deserve. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to.
If there is a Goddess up there, please let Hat Trick Swayze be hot, available, and not a creep so I can get deep-dicked before this vagina between my legs withers to dust. Amen.
I throw on some jeans and a Henley. Spritz some cologne, I don’t know why—yes, I do—I’m just taking out the garbage. It’s not like I’m going down there to impress anybody. Oh, no? Ya sure about that? This doesn’t involve you, Brain. Stay out of Dick’s business.
“You really think you can rattle my cage with that?” she asks. “I know I can.” “You won’t. I eat boys like you for breakfast.” “What time is breakfast?” I ask with a half smile.
“Normally, when a girl gives me lip, it’s because I pull down my zipper.” He leans over and whispers, “Is that my dick I smell on your breath?”
“I like seeing you stand up for yourself. You’re kinda hot when you talk back . . . You’re like a fireball nobody can touch.” He chuckles. “This ridiculous hair definitely matches your personality.” He thumbs one of my locks and ever so gently tugs as it runs through his fingers. The edges of my vision blur with the overflow of nerves firing.
“You’re impossible to stay away from. Everywhere I look, there you are. So I’m done fighting it. I’m throwing in the towel. Let me get to know you more.”
This lace bodysuit is pretty though . . . I don’t even know how to begin putting this other thing on, it crisscrosses everywhere. Rhys: Made me think of you. Me: Why’s that? Rhys: Because they’re dark and complicated to figure out. Rhys: And really fucking sexy.
His forearms and biceps flex and bulge. Heaven help me. The way he manipulates it, grips it—squeezes, presses, and strokes it. The man’s a natural. He must be on the same wavelength, because when he slaps—no, spanks—the dough and then jiggles it under his palms, my knees want to give out. Luckily, I’m still standing, but the nervous laughter that slips from me couldn’t be more obvious.
“How big is my ball?” “Excuse me?” “The dough.” “Your ball is fine. Average, at best.” “That’s a first.”
“That wasn’t easy for me either.” He groans against my clit and the vibrations make me moan. “Fucking hell, Freya. How can someone so feisty have a pussy this sweet?”
He slides in one finger. I moan, it’s the penetration I’ve been needing. He adds another, and his thick digits fill me up.
“Of course you’re this tight, I knew you would be.” He grazes his teeth over me, as if he’s itching to bite down.
“One of these days, I’m going to fuck this sweet, tight cunt, and you’re going to dren...
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“Do you have a condom?” “Yes, but that’s not happening today. When I fuck you, I’m taking my time.” He continues.
“Get on your fucking knees and show me you deserve my cum.”
Keeping a hold on my chin, he pumps his erection with the other hand twice before pressing it against my tongue to catch the spurts of cum. I curl it upward to keep from spilling and he releases a puff of air. I look as doe-eyed as I can, knowing it’s killing him seeing me on my knees with my tongue out, his cum on display. He tenderly cups my cheeks, stroking my temples as we hold eye contact. I’m waiting for permission. I don’t even mind that this is Rhys, I wish I could freeze this moment to remember how thrilling it feels to submit for the first time ever. “Swallow.” I do, and his lips
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Me: It should be you on my leg. She might have her arms around my shoulders, but it’s your pussy I want around my cock. You’re who I want. It’s always been you.
“Watching you choke and squirm while I fuck you . . . God, you are so perfect.”
“You did so good, baby,” I soothe. “Look how much you came.”
This kiss breaks one of her rules of friends with benefits, but I’m ready to break every other rule that goes with it. I’ve never wanted a woman as much as I do Freya.
“Be mine, Freya Girl”
“You are the most beautiful whore. And you’re mine, understand? I can’t stay away from you.”
I’ve never had anal sex in missionary. His firm grasp pushes up my calves, he spits with impressive accuracy and then slides the head of his cock
“Don’t try to top from the bottom, Princess. It’s very unbecoming.”
“Why can’t I kiss you?” “Let’s talk about it later.” “No. Now,” he growls. “Y . . . you’re going to make me feel things.” “Good. Because there’s plenty of things I feel for you.” I dig my fingers into his back. “I was thinking about all the times I sent you money on Followers. Every time I paid you to let me jack off to your body. Darling, I could drain my bank account and it wouldn’t be enough. You would still be the most priceless thing I’ve ever fucked. You are so much more than anything—”
“You did so well tonight.” “I didn’t do anything, you did all the work.” I sigh happily. “You did, Freya. You put a lot of trust into me, and you had no reason to after I lied to you. I’m sorry. I don’t take your trust for granted. I need you to know that.”
“You’re crazy.” “So are you. That’s why we’re great together.”
“I met you on there. The attraction we have was built off those conversations. I guess I’m feeling a little jealous, maybe nervous. I don’t want you to do it again with someone else. I like you.”
“You’re an incredible woman, Freya Girl. Don’t apologize for sharing yourself with me. You know I care about you, right?”
I want to see you. And I want to see only you. And I want you to see only me.”
“I like you, Freya . . . I really fucking like you.”
Freya: OMG!!! Freya: I’m so proud of you, Rhys! That was amazing! Her words hit me right in the chest. I’ve been craving that. Me: Thanks, gorgeous. Don’t leave yet. Stay in your seat, I’ll have someone come get you. 5535756856
“I’m in love with you.”
“I love you so goddamn much,” I whisper.
“I dunno, you’re incredibly talented. And I’m proud of you.” Fuck. “Just wanted you to know that.”
“Jesus Christ, you’re pretty when I’m taking you.”
“I love how well you take me.”
“Take it all, Freya Girl.” Take all of me.
Freya is mine. It’s the only thought that runs through my head when I empty inside her.
“Spread your legs.” Her eyes darken, and a sinful grin appears on her face. That look alone could destroy me. When I bring my gaze between her open thighs, it’s hotter than I imagined, seeing my cum leaking out of her tight cunt. Dipping my fingers inside, I’m constricted by her still-spasming pussy. I show her my index and middle finger covered in a mix of us. She grabs my wrist, taking both fingers between her lips, sucking them clean from the base to tip. I grab her chin again and gain access to
her mouth, slipping my tongue inside, needing to
know how we taste together. It’s salty and sweet. Sh...
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She leaves two soft kisses along my biceps, and it does me in. I love her so much.
“You don’t get to come. You’re here to give me what I want and do what I say. And right now, you’re going to gag on my cock like a good little slut until I’m done with you.”
“You are so gorgeous when you’re choking on my cock.”
“Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere. Messy girl.”
“Fuck. Just like that. Take every drop.”
“You’re such a fucking cum slut, aren’t you?”
