Protest~Part 4

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He picked me up bridal style like he did earlier. We went towards the bedroom. He laid me on the bed and stroked my hair. He twisted and played with little strands.

He held my thighs to the side of him. He trailed one finger over my püssy.

"You're so wet, babygirl," he brought the finger up to his mouth and sucked it. He slowly pushed the tip inside. I squeezed my eyes shut, while I was adjusting. "Open your eyes. Now," he ordered, giving me a slap on the cheek.

I opened my eyes. He started rocking his hips, slowly. I lightly gasped while he slowly thrusted in and out of me.

"You're so pretty," he mumbled. I felt my whole face go red. "When you blush, I only get h*rnier," he groaned. He kissed my chest, continuing with slow thrusts.

To my surprise, he pulled out. He rolled over to the top of the bed, grabbing my thigh pulling me on top. I thought he wanted to switch positions, so I got ready to go on top.

"What are you doing," he pulled me up to sit on his chest. "Let me take care of you, baby." He grabbed my thighs again and brought me to sit on his face.

He rubbed my clït with one hand and held me to his face with another. My face was a bright shade of red. He was better at this than anyone else I had ever been with. I grinded on his face while he licked and rubbed.

He stopped rubbing my cl*t and started touching himself. He kept me pinned to his face. I was afraid he wouldn't be able to breathe, but he never stopped.  My moans filled the room and I started grinding on his face faster. He would moan against me, making it feel even better.

"I'm gonna come," I whimpered. I gripped the headboard. My body started to slightly shake. I tried to get off, but he used both hands, keeping me on him. He held me down still licking and sucking. 

My whole body started to shake, and I clung to the headboard. I bit my hand, trying to drop my moans from coming out.

Finally, he let me go. I collapsed on the bed, with my leg draped over him. We laid there, breathing heavy. I couldn't do anymore. My body felt like it was on fire, but Scorpion gave me a look that made my heart pound even louder.

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