the ridiculous grin that tugged at the corners of my mouth. I rolled my eyes up and to the right, attempting to hide their glint of pleasure. “Well, you haven’t gone completely Neanderthal on me.”
“No.” A wicked smile surfaced on his face, erasing the blush. “Not yet, at least.”
His hands pushed down past the scooped neckline of my blouse. The back of his nails raked lightly at my skin as he reached into my bra, palming my breasts for a second before he lifted them from their padded cups. Sinking to his knees, his sucked a nipple into his mouth, both hands squeezing and shaping the fleshy melons.
His moan vibrated around the sensitive tip, triggering my own soft groan. He nosed the nipple, licked it, his green eyes intense as they stared up at me through their black veil of lashes.
Dean reached for the hem of my blouse. His hands shaking, he redirected and grabbed my knees. “Top off, baby. I don’t want to shred it.”
He sucked at his bottom lip, watching me pinch the hem of my top and slowly peel the fabric up. His hands roamed my thighs, roughly kneading the flesh in impatience. When the blouse cleared my bra, I felt his mouth on me again, my erect nipple between his teeth. Tugging the hard tip upwards, he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the mattress.
“That sweet pussy better be soaking, baby.” The top came off just as he shoved my legs apart. “Because you’ve got my cock swollen so big.”
A little whimper escaped me as I reached behind to unhook my bra.
“Are you going to whimper like that when I make you come? So soft and needy it makes my dick swell bigger.”
I groaned, my fingers useless as a hard contraction rolled through my cunt. One hand centered between my breasts, his other reaching behind me, Dean tugged the bra open then pushed me onto my back as he rose up. He kept his hand against my chest, the bra still covering my breasts.
His free hand palmed my mound, the pressure all that was necessary to drench the fabric and reveal how ready I was. “Damn, baby. You’re going to make me come just watching you squirm.”
I closed my eyes and tried very, very hard not to squirm. I didn’t want him coming until he was inside me. My ability to stay still lasted all of three seconds. He provoked me with another firm squeeze of my pussy. Pleasure rolled through me, lifting my hips and forcing his name from my lips in a moan.
Another squeeze and he laughed softly, the sound warm and rich. “I’m going to make you come before I even take your pants off, baby.”
I shook my head, my eyes still closed as I challenged him.
“And then I’ll make you come again with just your panties on.” Another squeeze, this one twisting the flesh of my swollen labia. “Then no panties, little dove, just my lips, my tongue, sucking…”
A tremor hit me, my stomach and thighs quivering as my cunt tightened around an invisible ball, my hips bucking once, twice, three times as I cried out his name.
“One down, little dove.” He dropped to his knees again, his fingertips slowly walking up over my stomach to the unhooked bra that rested atop my breasts. “So many more to go.”
Dean flicked the fabric away, his gaze feasting on the flushed skin of my breasts and my puckered nipples. He pinched both nipples, tugging them toward him as his chest pressed rhythmically against my pussy.
“No pants,” I pleaded, my ass already starting to grind against the bed as another climax welled inside me. “You said no pants this time.”
Smiling, he stood and unfastened the button and zipper on my pants. “Lift, baby.”
I obeyed, mewling softly when his knuckles brushed against my skin as he pulled the pants from me. Staring down at the dark wet patch on my panties, he licked his top lip. “Still so juicy, little dove.”
“Very,” I nodded, boldly reaching down to pull the gusset of my panties to one side. I could
“No.” A wicked smile surfaced on his face, erasing the blush. “Not yet, at least.”
His hands pushed down past the scooped neckline of my blouse. The back of his nails raked lightly at my skin as he reached into my bra, palming my breasts for a second before he lifted them from their padded cups. Sinking to his knees, his sucked a nipple into his mouth, both hands squeezing and shaping the fleshy melons.
His moan vibrated around the sensitive tip, triggering my own soft groan. He nosed the nipple, licked it, his green eyes intense as they stared up at me through their black veil of lashes.
Dean reached for the hem of my blouse. His hands shaking, he redirected and grabbed my knees. “Top off, baby. I don’t want to shred it.”
He sucked at his bottom lip, watching me pinch the hem of my top and slowly peel the fabric up. His hands roamed my thighs, roughly kneading the flesh in impatience. When the blouse cleared my bra, I felt his mouth on me again, my erect nipple between his teeth. Tugging the hard tip upwards, he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the mattress.
“That sweet pussy better be soaking, baby.” The top came off just as he shoved my legs apart. “Because you’ve got my cock swollen so big.”
A little whimper escaped me as I reached behind to unhook my bra.
“Are you going to whimper like that when I make you come? So soft and needy it makes my dick swell bigger.”
I groaned, my fingers useless as a hard contraction rolled through my cunt. One hand centered between my breasts, his other reaching behind me, Dean tugged the bra open then pushed me onto my back as he rose up. He kept his hand against my chest, the bra still covering my breasts.
His free hand palmed my mound, the pressure all that was necessary to drench the fabric and reveal how ready I was. “Damn, baby. You’re going to make me come just watching you squirm.”
I closed my eyes and tried very, very hard not to squirm. I didn’t want him coming until he was inside me. My ability to stay still lasted all of three seconds. He provoked me with another firm squeeze of my pussy. Pleasure rolled through me, lifting my hips and forcing his name from my lips in a moan.
Another squeeze and he laughed softly, the sound warm and rich. “I’m going to make you come before I even take your pants off, baby.”
I shook my head, my eyes still closed as I challenged him.
“And then I’ll make you come again with just your panties on.” Another squeeze, this one twisting the flesh of my swollen labia. “Then no panties, little dove, just my lips, my tongue, sucking…”
A tremor hit me, my stomach and thighs quivering as my cunt tightened around an invisible ball, my hips bucking once, twice, three times as I cried out his name.
“One down, little dove.” He dropped to his knees again, his fingertips slowly walking up over my stomach to the unhooked bra that rested atop my breasts. “So many more to go.”
Dean flicked the fabric away, his gaze feasting on the flushed skin of my breasts and my puckered nipples. He pinched both nipples, tugging them toward him as his chest pressed rhythmically against my pussy.
“No pants,” I pleaded, my ass already starting to grind against the bed as another climax welled inside me. “You said no pants this time.”
Smiling, he stood and unfastened the button and zipper on my pants. “Lift, baby.”
I obeyed, mewling softly when his knuckles brushed against my skin as he pulled the pants from me. Staring down at the dark wet patch on my panties, he licked his top lip. “Still so juicy, little dove.”
“Very,” I nodded, boldly reaching down to pull the gusset of my panties to one side. I could
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