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him right there with his face pressed against my pussy.
To my luck, he knelt in front of me and pushed my dress up to reveal my bikini covered pussy.
A growl left his chest, and I pushed myself up with my hands behind me on the table to see what he was up to.
“You don’t need this,” he hissed, pulling down the tiny fabric and throwing it to the ground, leaving my pussy bare for easy access.
He pushed my legs apart and leaned in closer with his eyes still on mine.
He pressed his lips against my inner thigh, sending shivers through my body and making me reach for his hair to grip it tightly with one hand.
“Please,” I begged, but that’s not what he wanted to hear.
“What did I tell you about begging, Valley?”
I pressed my lips into a thin line to stop myself from sighing heavily, and when I didn’t answer him, he let out a harsh laugh.
“Exactly. Keep still. This is what you deserve tonight.”
He wasn’t talking about an orgasm, that I knew for sure.
I didn’t behave, and he was going to punish me again.
His lips moved closer to my folds, but instead of licking right through them the way he did once before, he let his tongue move along my inner thighs for a while, teasing and driving me insane.
I took a deep breath and tried to move my hips in a way to get his mouth where I wanted it, but the more I struggled to get it there, the more he teased.
I had to relax and let him do what he wanted, otherwise I would never get to experience my first orgasm caused by him.
The other times I had to work for it, which was nice either way, but I wanted to know what it felt like to come with his tongue flicking my clit.
Riggs pulled my legs over his shoulders and I kept them there as his hands cupped my ass to keep me in place.
Finally, and with his eyes still on mine, he let his tongue move through my folds, tasting every single drop of my juices.
“Oh, yes…” I moaned, gripping his hair tighter in my hand and pressing his face more against my pussy.
I didn’t want him to leave anymore, not until he made me come which was exactly what he didn’t want me to do and I had to admit that him keeping me from coming felt intense.
His fingers dug into my skin, making it hurt just enough to send sparks flying inside my body.
They were everywhere, and now that his tongue was licking my clit, I could finally relax a little and enjoy every moment of it.
Those sweet noises and the way she kept my head in place to ensure I wouldn’t move away made my dick jolt in my pants, needing to get some more space as it was starting to get tight in there.
She tasted so damn sweet, making me addicted to her.
But as much as I loved to play with her pussy, I still wanted to make her suffer by denying her an orgasm.
Her filthy mouth was what got us here, and the dining table wasn’t where I had intended on fucking her.
Yeah, after thinking long and hard about it, I decided that I couldn’t wait any longer.
I had to fuck her tonight.
Her juices were drooling down my beard but I swallowed as much of it as I could while I held her hips in place to stop her from squirming.
I could tell she was close by the way her face filled with lust, her lips parted, and her clit pulsated against my tongue.
That’s right where I wanted her, and before her legs started to shake, I pulled away to see pure frustration wash over her.
“No, please, Riggs! Don’t stop!” she cried, taking matters in her own hands and pulling her hand out of my hair to rub her clit and hope for the long-awaited orgasm.
“Don’t!” I barked, gripping her wrist and pulling her hand away.
“Please,” she begged again, trying to push her legs together and somehow cause friction between them.
It didn’t work out, as only a few seconds later she looked defeated.
“Will you talk to me like that again?” I asked, pushing her legs apart again and holding on to her hips so she wouldn’t move.
“No,” she replied out of breath.
I licked her pulsating clit again, watching as her body jolted.
“And will you behave from now on?”
She hesitated on that, and I leaned back a bit to