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𝕺ur eyes locked, his words ringing honest and true. His hands creeped up my shirt, my body heating up as my heart sped up at his words, feeling oddly embarrassed.
"I can hear your little heart racing.."
He mumbled against my neck, sucking and kissing on it, leaving marks all over me. I whimpered, my back arching as his hand held my breasts , playing with my nipples, grinning as I let out a sharp cry, a loud moan leaving my lips as he exposed the soft mounds.
His mouth wrapped around the hard bud, capturing it between his teeth while his fingers mercilessly tugged on the other. My hips seemed to move on their own, grinding against the growing bulge in his pants.
"You look a little needy baby. You need something?"
I nodded my head frantically, getting more desperate by the second. I dragged his hand down my body, pressing it against the giant wet spot on my panties. He grinned, pulling away from me. In the blind of an eye, My legs were spread in front of the mirror, my underwear ripped, the shreds laying somewhere in the room. Geto's eyes gleamed in the light, his nose grazing my neck as he stared at me through the mirror.
I felt a little embarrassed with how exposed I was, my cunt practically dripping, Geto's hand keeping my head still, making me look at the mirror.
"You seeing what i'm seeing baby?"
His finger dragged along my slit, picking up my wetness on his finger before bringing it to my mouth, grinning. I opened my mouth without him having to say anything, sucking my juices off them, looking at him in the mirror as I did.
"Mmh..Good girl"
He mumbled against my neck, dragging his tongue along the soft flesh, eliciting a small shiver from me. He was a wicked man. Teasing me with his fingers. Only slipping in one, only to go excruciatingly slow.
Salty tears pricked at my eyes as I whined, frustrated at him.
"Fuck you.."
I mumbled, glaring at him, his smile getting wider as he pulled his finger out, avoiding where I need him the most.
"That's not a nice thing to say..especially when you need me to cum."
He whispered in my ear, groaning as he listened to me cry, my hips bucking up, desperate for anything.
"P-please touch me.. I need it, please"
I whined, sniffling as he pressed a kiss to my tear streaked cheek. Then, he plunged two fingers in, thrusting them in and out of my slick cunt, the squelching with each thrust only made everything more..erotic.
My back arched, a loud moan leaving my lips as my hips moved, practically riding his fingers, desperate to cum.
"My needy little whore doesn't even need me,riding my fingers like a fucking slut."
