EDITH, AKA DIALING DOWN THE DRAMA
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A little part of me is ready to give up on sex. I keep thinking I need to control Duke to prevent myself from feeling embarrassed or afraid. Resting on my back, I wait for my frigid muff to ruin our fun. Once I get scared enough, I’m bound to stop Duke who will give up and masturbate to find relief. I’ll feel bad, of course. I’m ruining everything!
Duke’s fingers and lips on my body nearly break through my self-sabotage. He’s so handsome, and I want to touch him, but the noise in my head is too loud. I have moments of pleasure, but then my controlling side zaps the good feelings.
Fortunately, Duke is a great kisser. His magical lips find my nipple, and something snaps inside me. The pleasure is so raw. My fussy side gets shoved aside by the rowdy, needy part of me.
Duke’s tongue is as skilled as his lips while it circles my nipple. My back arches. My fingers grip the sheets. I groan full of lustful desire.
I lose control of myself in the most freeing way. I don’t know what I’ll say or do next. The uncertainty feels great. I’m unleashed with only Duke in control of my overheated body.
His lips descend my stomach toward my pussy. I grunt as my brain tries to reboot.
“No,” I mumble and pull him back up. “I’m not doing that oral stuff. I want you inside me.”
Duke gives me that look he gets sometimes. The one he probably gives his biker bros when they push back against his authority. I know he works hard to keep that side of himself in check with me and probably his daughters. But I see it from time to time. Right now, he’s considering whether to shut everything naughty down for the night.
“I’m wet,” I say as my fingers tease my nipples before stroking his jaw.
Duke offers a sly smile and kisses my belly before climbing up higher so his lips can find mine. As we kiss, his right hand slides down my belly. My pussy clenches with anticipation. I moan before his fingers even find my wet panties.
My thighs widen, offering him more room to make me crazy. Duke’s thumb slides along my slit, dampening my panties. His fingers gently tug aside the thin material.
I gasp at the feel of his finger against my overheated clit. My body is on fire. Duke watches my face as his fingers disappear between my wet folds. Moaning, I seek out his lips, needing reassurance.
His kiss peels back my worry while his fingers tease my clit. When his lips wrap around my nipple and suck, the pleasure builds until exploding inside me. I feel like I’m dropping into a tub of hot water. I groan loudly and without a filter. Nothing matters more than the pleasure.
As soon as I can think again, I reach for Duke. I crave everything he can give me. Is that oral thing still on the table?
No, I want his cock inside me first. I need to make Duke go wild.
I admire his strong jaw with the beginning of a five o’clock shadow. His eyes are the most beautiful blue. I stare into them as he somehow manages to remove his boxers and slide on a condom.
Duke kneels between my thighs. His black, red, and gray ink looks gorgeous against his tanned skin. I’m so transfixed by his body that I don’t pay any mind to his careful removal of my panties.
I’m smiling when Duke kisses me. My orgasm left me agreeable without a care in the world. His gaze studies my face. I was so angsty early, but everything feels easy now.
His cock slowly fills my body, finding me relaxed and willing. I stroke his face and offer a smile. My body feels so good. Now, Duke can find relief.
His hips thrust deep and steady. I’m transfixed by how his thick muscles shift and flex. Duke is a wholly new kind of handsome once stripped down.
Duke never loses control. Not even as he moves faster, seeking relief. My fingers tease my clit and his cock. When I tighten my pussy, Duke groans. Just a little. He won’t let himself go wild. I’ve filled his head with worries about what mood change I might be struck with next.
Rather than soothe his concerns, I focus on learning how to find pleasure. I close my eyes and listen to his breathing. I feel how our bodies work together. My hips move at Duke’s pace, meeting his thrusts. I clench my pussy with his rhythm. One hand teases my clit. My other reaches out for Duke’s chest, sliding across his throat and caressing his face.
I open my eyes and smile at Duke. He’s watching me like a man with too much on his mind. Duke sees something on my face. His jaw unclenches. He relaxes in a new way. I hope he can tell how good I feel. I’m unburdened by my earlier worries.
I think he does realize I’m fully here with him. His hips move faster. My moans set off something inside Duke. He comes hard. I can see on his face how he’s startled by the power of his orgasm. My body goes hot and needy from his delicious frenzied thrusts. I come wildly, harder than the first time.
When Duke kisses me, he drops his veneer of control. I meet his frenzied kisses with my own. I feel like we’ve been waiting forever for this moment.
My arms wrap around him as he rests atop me. Our lips are locked together. My legs keep him pinned to my body and his cock deep inside me.
As amazing as my first time has been, I’m already thinking about when we can do it again.