A Piece of My Heart

Part 4: On The Street Where you Live

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As Freddie entered Cyn's flat he knew who owned it and inwardly chuckled. This was beyond funny. They stood in the foyer staring at each other and Freddie reached for her, kissing her passionately. She felt him getting hard again and was surprised at his libido. Her tongue dueled with his and again it was a matter of who was in control. This was angering Freddie. She had put him off his game. He growled "where is your bedroom?" Cynthia leaned against a wall with a smirk and simply asked if he would like a drink without answering him. Again he asked, "Where, is your bedroom?" She was teasing him and he didn't like it.

"Well, if you must know, it's at the head of the stairs." She looked at him with a wry smile.

"Fuck this shit." And with that said, he walked over to her, stared at her, and then swiftly jackknifed her over his shoulder and marched upstairs.

Cynthia giggled and slapped his ass.

He entered her room and threw her onto her bed. He looked down at her. She was stunning, incredibly sexy and breathing quite hard. Freddie knelt on the bed next to her, turned her over and slowly and gently unzipped her dress as if he was unwrapping a present, unhooked her transparent black laced bra and tossed it aside.

He kissed her back, cupped her backside and traced his fingers up and down her leg. Cyn shivered at his touch. He then brushed his fingers against her yellow G-string with a little happy face at the center. Freddie chuckled at his target and gasped how beautiful she was. Her nipples we erect and the size of marbles and he circled his finger around each nipple. Cynthia had the tiniest mole right above her navel that he kissed. He then tongued her navel and to that Cyn moaned as he reached for one breast, licked and then sucked on one nipple and pinched the other one just a tad too hard and she cried out. Freddie inwardly chuckled. That's what bad little girls get for teasing. He reached down between her legs and felt her very moist panties. He rubbed her mound as she bucked her hips towards him. He knew she was really wet. He smiled because he knew that he was responsible for it. She reach for his swollen cock still restrained by his leather pants but he slapped her hand away.

"My turn!"

Freddie was back to his A game. He was in control. He grabbed her arms and held them over her head and continued to ravage her mouth. He couldn't get enough of her. Their tongues dueled with each other. Cynthia's tongue traced his teeth, his lips and gently bit on his lower lip. He paused for a moment and reached down to her panties and ripped them off. Panties were made to be ripped off.

"Oooo, my favorite." Cynthia sighed.

"My favorite color and fragrance" as he sniffed the crotch and then tossed it aside.

She lay there completely open for him. His lips traveled down to her neck, sucking and nibbling. It was going to be well marked tomorrow. He reached for her breast and licked her nipple, slowly drawing on the tip. His tongue swirled and flicked the tip as they grew and hardened as never before. Freddie then paid attention to her other breast as she pushed her breast towards his face.

"Suck harder" she ordered, and he did. He then roughly spread her legs, and she loved it, and Freddie inserted his very long finger into her aching and very wet pussy. Cynthia bucked at the intrusion. He curled his finger searching for her G-spot. He added a second finger to prime her for his cock and finger-fucked her until she cried out his name.

"Ah, Freddie."

Not yet, little girl.

He removed his fingers as she stared at him and watched him slowly lick them. She couldn't stand it, "fuck me".