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breasts, his fingers guiding hers to tease her swollen pink nipples into hardened peaks.
    “Do you touch your beautiful body, Allie? Do you think of me when your nipples beg to be touched and your pussy is wet and aching to be filled?”
    “Yes,” she whispered, “yesssss.”
    He lifted her easily, cradling her lovingly for a moment before laying her on the bed and settling beside her, propped on an elbow, his big hands splayed out on her flat stomach as she continued to tease her nipples. “That’s good, darling girl, no, don’t stop. I want to see you how you look when you come all by yourself. Move your hands to your pretty pussy,” he said and thought he might lose it right then when her fingers slid between the glistening folds and her back arched off the bed and her tortured little cries filled the room.
    “Fuck, Alaina!” He gripped her thighs, hard at first and then gently, smoothing his palms over the tender flesh as he spread her knees and knelt between them. “Lick your fingers, darling girl, taste how sweet you are, I love how you taste and sound, how you look when you’re near the edge.”
    She gasped and cursed with the first wet slide of his tongue over her cleft, the pent up need for him nearly more than she could stand. She wrenched her fingers into his hair and lifted her head to watch him as her sex pressed into his seeking lips. His lips, his tongue, he kissed her as if he were kissing her mouth, soft, then deep and probing, circling, sucking, harder and then soft again and so, so wet. The orgasm hit her like an explosion, lightning fast and rocking her so that she screamed and begged for him to stop and yet never stop. To please, please, please , fuck her, to let her have his cock, to fill the emptiness he’d left inside her.
    But instead he smiled his killer smile and as she panted and shuddered she felt the knot in her belly uncoil. She was buzzy and lightheaded as she raised up and clasped his fine, hard ass in her hands and urged him to move closer so she could take him her mouth. She watched his face as the wide head of his cock touched the soft, moist heat of her lips and the look of unbridled adoration as his eyelids grew heavy and his moan became a sultry growl was the most erotic thing she’d ever witnessed. William Warfield was gorgeous and wealthy and powerful, women dreamed of loving him and men dreamed of being him, but the look on his face said without a doubt this man was hers .
    She toyed with him, letting her tongue flick rhythmically over the velvety crown, holding the thick shaft in her hands as he groaned and fought to hold back. She licked her lips to take him in, sucking and licking, loving the feel of him on her tongue, the spicy taste of William, the friction as he began to move deeper and deeper, bumping the back of her throat and murmuring, “ Sorry, I’m sorry, baby .”
    He pulled out, gasping, his eyes on fire, moved down and slipped a hand under her hips to raise her as he positioned his cock at the opening of her tight, slick pussy. He moved into her gently, his thumb circling her clit so that she shivered and tightened around him, pulsing, climbing as he stroked in and out slowly, slowly and then harder and faster, filling her completely until she clawed at his back as tears slid down her cheeks.
    He pulled out suddenly, his cock soaking wet, thick and pulsing against stomach. “You want to come again, darling girl? You want my cock and my lips and fingers on you and in you? Then say it, tell me how you feel, tell me the truth.”
    “I f-feel s- so… fucking… good, please, I want you in me, pleeeezzz.”
    She was nearly whimpering as she gasped and quivered. She was so close, so damn close. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she ground her clit into him, but he lifted his hips higher denying her the release she craved.
    “I know you want my cock, you love the way it fits inside you, stretching that sweet pussy. Tell me you want me , am I the man you