"I hate you so much," I say, making sure to meet his intense gaze, my voice dripping with playful venom.
His lips curl into a smirk, his sharp eyes never leaving mine. He takes another step forward, and I instinctively take one back-only to feel the...
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Her soft moan fills the morning air as my tongue circles over her nipple.
"Aahhh..." she breathes out, arching just slightly into my mouth.
"Az...izz..." Seher's voice, all breathy and sweet, wraps around me like the morning sun—it's the best start to any day.
I trail kisses lower, hands gliding along her warm skin.
"Spread your legs for me, wifey," I murmur, voice thick with need. "Let me see how wet you are for me this morning."
She shivers, and with a quiet whimper, opens herself up beneath me—so ready, so beautiful. I settle between her thighs, hands moving up her hips, ready to claim every inch of her.
I licked my lips, already addicted to the taste of her.
Spreading Seher's legs wider, I lowered myself between her thighs and buried my face in her warmth—kissing, licking, biting like it was the first and last time I'd ever get to taste something so damn perfect.
Her arousal coated my tongue, rich and earthy, and I groaned against her before thrusting my tongue deep inside. The way she whimpered—soft, needy, desperate—made my cock throb painfully against the mattress.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, gripping tight, keeping me locked right where she wanted me. Her moans grew louder, more frantic, her hips beginning to buck against my mouth.
I felt her body start to tighten, that beautiful build-up taking hold, so I pulled back just enough and gave her pussy a sharp slap—loud, wet, and filthy.
"This pussy is mine, isn't it?" I growled, my voice rough and unrecognizable even to myself—more animal than man.
I pulled my tongue away and shoved three fingers deep inside her, watching her body jolt with the sudden stretch. She gasped, but her walls clenched around me, already so soaked, so ready. I pumped them hard, fast, filling her with each brutal thrust.
"Isn't it, love?" I said again, driving my fingers in to the hilt, splaying them wide inside her heat.
Her eyes fluttered back, head thrown against the pillow as she cried out, "Yes!" Her voice was ragged, breathless, barely coherent—but fuck, it was the only answer I needed.
