The Art Of Seduction

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correct. Don't fuck your enemies because they may turn out

someone I've spent so long hating. And all

ow it. Let me take you to my bed and I'll show y

ong fingers flexing on my hips. How good they felt two nights ago whe

y pussy with heat and making

t me. "Okay, pretty girl

I breathe o

u can go to your bed and I'll go to mine. But if I do make you come, then you spend the night

way he could pull that off. I've never had anyone make me come that easily. Not e

want his hands on me. I want his fingers inside me. Just this once

e in two minutes, you don't get to leave

rrogance. "I'll make you come no ma

" I wh

l are you do

he orders. "I trust you'l

trained on the clock behind him, wa

timing me,

nties. I place my hands on the counter on either side of me t

," he says with

fty seconds," I tell him as

ads of his middle and pointer fingers over and around

itters arou

st my ear. "Oh, you like

my grip on the counter gets firmer. He's still

e skin as he dips his hand further into my panties, pulling them down as he work

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, right?" he whispers as h

yes,

p to stop from screaming his name and begging

te, nine

ter, he adds a second finger and my pussy coats hi

so tight," he growls.

time," I

until he hits my G-spot and starts t

fucking-. Fif

e he finger fucks me like he has the cheat codes to my pussy. Like he

y ear. "Your cunt loves my finger

f an impending orgasm starts rolling th

clock," he pants as I b

nning and my body starts to vibrate with its

onds. He's not

er while he starts grinding the heel

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u hear that

arousal dripping over his fingers

ng to do it. F

od little slut so I can bury my

wraps one strong arm around my waist, holding me tight while he

side of the room. The loss of heat makes me shiver in the cool room as I come down from the most intense orgasm I think I've ever had in my life. He o

ond

s signature low-nature growl before he

thought of him taking me to bed and continuing what he's just started mak

sed against me. However, up close and quite literally in the flesh, I'm not sure how he's going to fit inside me. He looks up at me again

n my throat, but I start to slide my sweatpants and p

king," he says because he seems t

, he crouches and does it for me, tossing my

t, tattooed arms and li

" he groans as he position

hs are trembling. My pussy is quivering. Because of our height difference, we are eye t

it been, Hai

Why does he even need to know that? Does that

he whispers, and the softness in his

the tip of his length inside me, stretching me

him, burying my face against

his waist. "I need you to let me in, baby," he groans, full of frustration and impatience. He hooks his forearms under

and vulnerable. "Your cunt looks so good being stretched by my cock,"

growls as he slides a little deep

el the raw power in every muscle of his body, and the fact that he's trying to be gentle makes my heart ache. This is tortur

te need to be filled by him. A burning desire to have him deep inside me, until there

ck, I smile as it elicits a deep growl

or

my own words because I have never, ever, begged to be fucked befor

with pain as he fills me. I try to squeeze my thighs, but he holds me open as he slides out before driving back insid

per in his ear as

out as the crown of his cock rubs against something inside me that makes me scream in pleasure wh

ds out his release. When he pulls out of me a few seconds later, the wet sound that echoes aro

against the counter with my legs wobbling like Jell-O and wond

nd and pulls me with him as he

we going?

with a wink. "I am nowh