❝𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.❞ I gasped, squeezing the sheets of the bed. His long fingers entered me, making me close my eyes as I soaked in...
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["My day after.."]
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I woke up with my head in Maria's lap. Or at least I think I woke up, I'm still trying to figure out if this was a dream or some twisted reality where she agreed to be my wife.
Maybe it's some spells I cast on her. My grandmother certainly taught me how to curse someone when I was little, but it just brought me dead flies and cockroaches.
So the real question is, how?
"Good morning down there." Maria's sweet voice jolted me out of my crazy thinking and the fucking witchcraft. "How did you sleep?" She ran her hand through my hair and I didn't dare move my head from her lap.
I can still feel her hand playing with my cock, her teasing and tempting voice so dominant making my dick hard again.
"You're still sleepy, I see." She commented when I didn't answer anything. I had to lift my face from her tender thighs and lay her in my arms, feeling her warmth as her nose tickled my neck.
"I was just thinking." I admitted running a hand through her hair.
"About what?" she asked curiously, placing her hands on my chest and laying her head on them, making our eyes lock. "Anything interesting?"
Oh, something very interesting, I wanted to say imagining her legs around my head and her hand pushing my face until I was full, and felling her clit on my tongue.
I stroked her hair, sliding my fingers over her skin, feeling her shiver and twist beneath me and I smiled knowing exactly why.
I tried not to show how hard my dick was getting every moment when Maria sighed and looked at me innocently, as if she doesn't know what she is doing to me.
It's like she doesn't know what she did to me last night.
"Is there a problem, Aaron?" she asked me sweetly, innocently, blinking those eyes of hers that—fuck, I had to grab my dick in my hand before it stabed her stomach.
Maria's hand moved from the skin on my chest, to my stomach and then my abs making my cock swirl and tighten in my hand.
I had to bite my bottom lip to stop myself from making any sound, but she– damn it! With her light fingers and that touch, I almost turned her onto her back.
"Do you need help? Like last night?" Maria asked, making small thumb movements over the tip of my cock, teasing every fucking vein in me. "Like this?"
I groaned deeply, throwing the covers off of us and sitting her in front of my legs.
"Do you remember last night, when you asked me if I wanted you to suck me or do something else?" I breath, taking my dick in my hands and slowly stroking it, making Maria look at me shyly. "Well, I don't want anything else. I need the first option."
