Dare Me

After a moment, she’s standing in nothing but a pair of black lace panties. She’s all long, thin legs and curvy hips. Every single bit of this woman is perfection. I hook my fingers into the sides of her panties, and they fall easily to her feet. Without prompting, she lifts each foot and carefully steps out of them. I can hardly control myself as I look at all of her on display in front of me. She is everything I envisioned and more. The curve of her hips, her full breasts, her long body; lean yet soft.

She reaches out her hand to me, and I take it. “Stand up,” she whispers, and I do. Anything she asks of me, I’ll do. Anything. “My turn,” she says, her hands shaking nervously as she begins working the button on my slacks. I love that she’s willing to take the lead and I’ll let her temporarily.

As my pants fall to the ground, so does Saige. On her knees, she pulls my boxer briefs down and, without hesitation, she leans in and pulls me into her mouth.

I gasp as her warm tongue guides me inside her. “Saige,” I muster out as my knees become weak. She begins slowly, her lips tight as her tongue circles my cock, with her hand at the base of my shaft. I didn’t think it was possible to get any harder than I already was, but I was wrong. She slowly pulls me further into her mouth and begins to slide her lips up and down my cock. It doesn’t take long for her to bring me close. She looks up at me with hooded eyes, and I’m so insanely turned on that I’m about to blow in her mouth and I’m not ready for that. I pull myself out of her mouth and instantly miss the connection. Big eyes look up at me as she gently guides me back inside. I moan in pleasure at the contact, as she continues.

Once again on the verge of losing control, I stop her. “On the bed,” I tell her, pulling her up by her upper arms. Her lips smack as I pull out of her mouth. She walks backward, and as we near the bed, I finally lift her and set her down on the oversized mattress. I pull her knees apart, and I can immediately see how wet she is. Her bare folds show me her arousal, and it takes all of my self-control to not slide right into her.

“Saige,” I hiss as I drag my finger through her perfect pink lips and circle her clit just peeking out for me to play with. She bucks her hips up as I pull it between my thumb and forefinger. “Does that feel good?” I ask, and she nods between deep breaths. Her hips roll in motion with my fingers. With my other hand, I insert my finger inside her. There’s no resistance with how wet she is.

“God,” she gasps loudly and sucks in a sharp breath as I fuck her with my finger. Her eyes are closed, and she bites her lip as I bring her closer. I insert another finger, and she hums in pleasure.

“I need to be inside you, Saige. I need to feel you.”

“Yes,” she whispers against my lips.

I reach in my nightstand and pull out a condom. As much as I want to be inside her bare, I’m not in the mood for discussing safe sex. I just need to be inside her. I slide the condom on and position myself at her entrance. She moans and her thighs fall open wider. I push inside her, and she takes my breath away. Warm. Slick. Tight. I can barely contain myself as I fill her. I have to pause once I’ve settled into her so that I don’t let go immediately because I’m close.

I lean over her and push myself further in. She gasps as I fill her completely. Resting my forearms on the bed beside her head, I slowly thrust inside of her, letting her body adjust to me with each motion.

“Holt,” she cries out my name as she tips her head back further, arching her back. I slide deeper inside her and pull the soft flesh of her neck into my mouth, biting her gently.

Her fingernails trail lightly down my back, which is such a fucking turn on. My body responds to her touch, and a shiver trails up my spine. She hooks both of her feet over the back of my thighs, pulling me deeper into her, and I’m completely lost inside her body.

“You feel so fucking good,” I tell her, quickening my pace. Her breaths become shallower with each thrust, and her back arches, telling me how close she is to letting go. I can feel her walls tighten and squeeze around me as her body brings me closer to climax. “Come for me, baby,” I whisper into her ear. “I want to hear you come.”

Her fingers tighten on my lower back, and I press my lips to hers. I want every part of my body touching hers with her release. A moan escapes her lips, and I capture it with mine. “That’s it,” I say, kissing her between words. “I want to feel you come on me.” Her pelvis bucks with each thrust and she gasps.

“Holt! Oh, God, Holt,” she cries out, and I feel her body tremble beneath me.

I quicken my pace and pull out of her almost completely with each thrust, then slam back into her. Sex has never felt like this with anyone else. It’s more than physical pleasure; it’s a different level. She moans and breathes heavily as her body finally falls limp beneath me. She’s still trembling from her release as I pull out of her completely.

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