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Juicy

"She doesn’t wait to be wanted - she makes herself unforgettable."

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The moment I step out of the bathroom, I feel your eyes on me—hungry, unblinking, devouring every inch of silk clinging to my skin. I don’t look at you right away. I let you watch. I let you ache. Each step is deliberate, slow, as the fabric skims higher against my thighs, daring you to move from the bed, but you don’t. You can’t.

I crawl up into the sheets and slide over you.

My fingers trace lightly along your arm, a smile curving across my lips. “I want you”, I whisper. I let my lips hover at your ear, brushing down towards the corner of your mouth before giving you a soft kiss.

Straddling you, I guide your hand between us, letting your finger slip inside me so you can feel how wet I already am for you. A soft moan escapes as your touch presses deeper, my body tightening around you. I lean forward, brushing my nipples against your lips, then bring your hand back up to my mouth—sliding your finger past my lips and holding your gaze as I taste myself.

I move your hands so they are resting above your head. I take control of the rhythm, keeping one hand locked in yours while the other traces lower, teasing over you. My fingers run from your base to your tip, circling until I feel you harden beneath my touch. I look up at you, catching the way your breath hitches, and smile—knowing how close you are to breaking.

I trail kisses down your chest, my nails scratching lightly over your skin as I move lower. My lips wrap around you, sucking gently at first, my tongue circling before I slide you deeper into my mouth. I hold you there, then draw back with just the faintest graze of teeth—enough to make you twitch and groan.

I can taste that you’re ready to cum, but I don’t let you. Instead, I draw it out, letting you thrust harder, deeper, until you hit the back of my throat. My eyes flick up through my lashes, letting you see how ready I am for you, before taking every drop as you pulse inside my mouth.

As I taste you dripping down my throat, I slip a finger inside myself again, moaning at how wet you’ve left me—desperate for you to flip me over and fuck me hard.

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Written by Brooks44
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