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Terry had you stripped bare, hands above your head, fingers wrapped around the headboard while his mouth moved across your skin, teeth scraping against your neck. One hand braced on the bed while the other cupped your chest, groping the flesh, thumb brushing over your pert nipple. He ducked his head, capturing your other nipple between his lips, sucking it into his mouth as he let out a groan against your skin.
Your fingers clenched tighter around the headboard, “fuck…” the curse left your lips as only a whisper, your breath catching in your throat when he bit into your tender skin, teeth leaving two semi circles around your nipple.
A second later and he had swapped his hand and mouth, making sure both sides of your chest got the same treatment, moaning against your body as your back arched off the bed. His tongue laved over your chest, eyes flicking up to your face, watching the way your head was thrown back into the pillows, lips parted while you panted. Sparks fired off through your body, burning their way under your skin until you were shivering in his arms, wordless whimpers escaping your lips.
Terry’s hand slid further down, circling your thigh before slowly inching up it, his thumb daring to only get close to where you wanted it, brushing up the crease of your leg. Your hips bucked up off the bed, attempting to twist in the direction that would have his thumb landing on your cunt but he already had you pinned down enough to stop that from happening. He let out a low growl against your skin, mouth beginning to move south, leaving a messy trail of kisses over your stomach. His hands spread your legs open for him as he settled between your legs and your body trembled with need, pussy pulsing around nothing. You could feel his breath, hot against your most sensitive spots and you clenched down, unable to control yourself a hand flew from the headboard to his hair, sinking into the locks.
“Fuck, Terry…”
In an instant his hand shot up, wrapping around your wrist tightly and removing it from his head, shoving it back in the direction it came from as he clicked his tongue at you.
“Uh-uh princess.” He shifted to sit up between your legs, “what did I fuckin’ say?”
“Don’t move.” You all but whimpered back, the need building higher and higher between your legs as heat crawled its way up your throat.
“And what did you just do?”
“Move.” Your voice nearly shook, your eyes still squeezed shut in hopes that he would just forget all about this and give you what you both wanted.
The only warning you got was the sudden push of air against your pussy before his hand came slapping down onto it and your body jumped off the bed as you cried out, your eyes shooting open.
“Naughty girls get spanked.” He grinned, “thought you already knew that.”
His hand came down again, this time directly onto your swollen clit and you squirmed, readjusting your grip on the headboard.
“’M sorry.” You whined, your legs already shaking.
“No need for that darlin’.” His hand swatted at you again, this time from the other direction, the tips of his fingers curving through your folds as he pulled his hand upwards only to bring it down overhanded again. He chuckled darkly at the way your hips jumped off the bed, how much wetness was daring to seep out of your pussy. “Kinda wonder if I can make you come from just this.” Another overhanded spank to your clit and you felt yourself clenching down around nothing, more juices dripping out of you, “bet I can.”
“Please!” Your voice was strained already, the fire was still lingering right under your skin, any amount of touch between your legs stoking it, nudging at the embers until they were brought back to flames, driving you wild.
“Spread your legs wider princess.” Terry urged, pinching at the supple skin of your inner thigh and you immediately followed his instructions. “That’s my good girl.”
His eyes followed the way your legs fell completely open against the bed, thighs coated in a sheen of sweat and juices smeared across your skin. He slid a hand up each leg, streaking through the sticky mess before his thumbs met at the slit of your pussy, pressing ever so lightly as they nudged your lower lips apart, moving achingly slow.
Your breath hitched at the sensation, feeling yourself pulsing, your fingers clenching down harder around the headboard as you desperately tried not to move. Your back arched when his touch hit your clit, a high pitched whine leaving your lips that you barely noticed over the blood thundering in your ears.
Terry chuckled darkly, eyes flicking up to your flushed face before spitting onto your cunt, immediately following it up with a swift spank. A cry left your lips, your hips jumping up off the bed as he did it again, this time harder, over and over until your thighs were shaking around him.
“Fuck! Ter—” Your body twisted against the bed, thighs fighting to close, aching for any contact that was longer than a sharp second. “M’m close.”
“Then hurry up and fuckin’ come for me darlin’.” He nearly growled, fingers barely dipping into your pussy before they spanked down against your throbbing clit once again.
A pulse shot through your entire body and a cry escaped your mouth as his free hand reached up, sharply pinching one of your nipples. Pressing it tighter and tighter between his fingers, rolling it back and forth before repeating the pleasure filled move on the other side. A heavy spank landed on your clit once again and there was no mistaking the lightning firing through your body. Your toes curled, legs jumping, back arched off the bed as your body shook.
Just when you thought Terry was going to be satisfied, your peak soaring through you, two of his fingers plunged deep into your pussy. A heavy groan left his lips as his body suddenly caged yours into the bed, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck.
“That’s it baby, take my fucking fingers.” His wrist began to move, thrusting his digits in and out as deep as he could get them, the scruff of his beard scratching against your neck as he rubbed against you.
“Please!” Your voice was strained, tears nearly prickling in the corners of your eyes.
“What?”
“Touch.”
“Go ahead princess.” His words were hot on your skin, a second later his teeth sinking into the crook of your neck and you let out a gasp.
With his permission, your hands shot through the air, abandoning the headboard, one tightly sinking into his hair while the other arm wound around his waist, holding his weight against your body. Your hips began to rock in time with his fingers, shivers from your first orgasm still dancing through your body, your head a haze of pleasure as Terry continued to drag it out, building it back up before it even had a chance to end.
“F-fuck…” you groaned, your lips staying parted as you began to pant, the pulsing between your legs getting higher with each pass of his fingers.
Terry pressed a messy kiss into the side of your neck, his fingers curling inside you, groaning over the way your pussy squeezed around him, the knowledge of just how incredible that feeling was around his cock. His fingers plunged deeper into you and he crooked them again, slowly dragging them over the upper wall until a shuddering moan left your lips and he knew he’d found the spot.
“Right there, hmm?” He asked, his lips curving up into a grin when he pressed the spot again and your nails dug into his back.
“Oh god…”
His free hand slunk between your bodies, smearing through the wetness on your thighs before finding your clit, pressing fast circles into it as he picked up the speed of his fingers. Each thrust, he curled them, brushing them over the sensitive spot inside you with more and more pressure until your arms were clutching him so tightly he felt like he could barely move, your legs winding around his waist.
“C’mon baby. You’ve got another one in you.” The fingers on your clit pinched and heat washed over you from the tip of your toes all the way to your head. Your eyes fell shut as a moan escaped from the back of your throat, wetness dripping its way down Terry’s hand as you came, your limbs squeezing around him as you trembled.
With a satisfied chuckle, one of Terry’s hands came up, smoothing your hair out of your face as he gently nudged your limbs looser around his body. He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, watching as you slowly caught your breath while his other hand fucked you through your orgasm.
“That’s my good girl.” He cooed, leaning down to leave a kiss against your swollen lips.
“Fuck.” You muttered, shuddering when his fingers finally slipped out of your heat. Two of them glistening in the low light of the room as he raised them to your face and he didn’t even have to ask, you simply wrapped your lips around them, sucking them deep into your mouth and it was his turn to let out a low swear.
“Christ princess, you’re gonna be the death of me.”
The corners of your mouth flicked up and you let his fingers slide out with a giggle, “sucking your fingers gets you off now?” You raised a brow, “what? Did you forget how good it feels when I suck your cock?”
“I think you’re gonna have to remind me.” With a wicked grin he rolled onto his back, pulling you on top of him and you let out a playful laugh.
“I suppose that can be arranged.”
You kissed him once, just deep enough for your tongue to slip into his mouth before pulling away and it was his turn to let out a needy groan. One that vanished a second later as your mouth started moving down his body, finger tips leaving heated patterns across his skin.
His head dropped back into the pillows, he had never been so happy to have the entire night off, more than enough time to explore each other’s bodies, discovering just how many different ways he could pull orgasm after orgasm from you.