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his wet fingers along my slit, making me press my lips into a tight line.

Asshole, I thought, trying to focus on Della instead of his fingers rubbing my clit.

“I’m sorry. This is embarrassing,” she said, her cheeks turning bright red.

I understood her embarrassment, but there was no way she didn’t do the same when she was my age.

What girl didn’t pleasure herself?

Okay, maybe there were some, but did she really expect that I wasn’t one of those girls who did?

She’s seen me walking around in my clothes, right? She must’ve had some speculation that I wasn’t as much of a saint as she hoped I was.

I stared at her, hoping she would finally move her feet and leave me alone before the orgasm starting all the way down in my toes had a chance to move further up.

He was doing this on purpose, circling my clit while I awkwardly stood there with Della, unsure of what to do.

“A little,” I replied, but I didn’t have any intentions of hiding the vibrator.

“I’m so sorry,” she said again, turning around and placing her hand over her mouth before walking back downstairs.

I immediately locked the door and turned to look at Riggs, slapping his chest to show him how stupid of him it was to tease me like that right in front of my stepmother.

“You’re an asshole!” I hissed, shooting him an angry glare.

But he didn’t care what I called him, or if I was mad. He picked me up with his hands on my ass, my legs wrapped around him as he walked back to the bed and threw me onto it as if I was some kind of toy.

“Her little girl has to grow up sometime, doesn’t she?” he smirked, fisting his shaft and stroking it while moving his eyes along my body.

“Come here,” he then ordered, and as angry as I was, I needed him to finish what he started.

I moved to the edge of the bed with my legs spread wide as he knelt in front of me and started to kiss the insides of my thighs while pushing them further apart.

I set my vibrator to the side, watching him as he moved his lips closer to my clit and finally started to flick his tongue against it.

“Oh, God…” I mumbled, keeping my eyes on him the whole time.

His tongue moved fast, and it didn’t take too long for him make that well-known feeling creep up on me again.

My legs started to shake, and to add to it all, he pushed two fingers into my pussy, moving them fast and rhythmically to the flick of his tongue.

My body tensed, and I reached down to grab fistfuls of his hair and pull him closer to keep him right there.

My toes curled as I felt the orgasm slowly hitting me, and while my clit ached against his tongue, my pussy clenched around his cock.

“Oh, yes!” I croaked out, moving my hips while he continued to lick my clit until I spiraled out of control.

It didn’t last long though as he moved away and pulled me down onto the floor in front of him, cupping my face with one hand and the back of my head with the other.

He kissed me, letting me taste myself on his tongue as he circled it around mine.

Even with him being this rough and dirty, I couldn’t deny the feeling he made me feel in my chest.

I needed more of him and didn’t wanna be just his little toy. I wanted him, and if he meant it like I did, then I wanted to be his too.

His girl.

When he broke the kiss again, he looked into my eyes and studied me for a while before making me open my mouth again, spitting into mine and then standing up to stand over me.

I kept his spit on my tongue, leaning my head back and watching as he put one foot onto the bed while holding on to my hair and stroking his cock with his other hand.

I knew exactly what he wanted without him having to tell me, and with his asshole right in front of me, I licked it to stimulate him, knowing men liked it just as much as women.

“Fuuuck,” he growled.

There was nothing he could ask me that I wouldn’t do, and while I continued to lick around the rim of his tight hole, I cupped my tits and pulled at my nipples.

“So fucking dirty,” he muttered, but then he moved after a while