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Pov Edgar Torn.
We arrived at my apartment...
We had spent the entire afternoon out, went to the library, and read plenty of books.
Then we went out for a snack and had ice cream.
I then understood that Sarah wanted to spend time with me.
Walking like lovers do... Everyday things.
It was nice...
I had been watching her the complete way there. Sarah was beautiful, smiling, and lighthearted.
She liked it, and so did I.
Her smile calmed me... and at the same time made me feel restless inside.
When we entered my apartment, I unlocked the door and let her go in first.
“Make yourself comfortable...” I said, while she looked around.
She walked around the living room, ran her fingers along the bookshelf, and looked at the balcony.
“Here is really your face, Edgar,” she commented, glancing quickly over her shoulder at me.
I smiled in agreement.
“I'll get something to drink; I'll be right back,” I said, and then went to the kitchen.
I got some wine and poured us both a glass.
Wine was perfect right now.
It was already past six in the afternoon.
Sarah was on the sofa, so I went over to her, holding the glasses.
When I looked at her closely, I noticed that a little of her thighs were showing...
The sight was too tempting.
I placed the glasses on the coffee table.
I sat down next to her and took a sip of my drink.
She thanked me for the wine and tasted it.
I didn't want to seem like a jerk or insecure, but fucking doubt had been nagging me since that afternoon.
I thought about... her keeping in touch with Lucas, my friend... I wanted to know.
“Sarah... by any chance... have you been meeting with Lucas? or texting?” I blurted out, trying to sound casual.
She looked up, the question catching her by surprise.
Sarah laughed. A low laugh, but still... a laugh.
I frowned.
Why did she do that?
I saw her put her glass on the coffee table and come closer to me on the couch, a small smile on her lips.
“Why do you ask, Edgar?”
I shrugged, looking away for a second.
“No reason... it's just... you seemed close that day.” I remembered the day she talked about her book... at the event.
Sarah smiled slightly and stood up.
She held out her hand, and I took it, standing up.
We were facing each other.
“Are you... jealous?” she asked, raising her eyebrow.
I nodded my head in agreement.
“Maybe.”
“You don't have to stay; I'm all yours...” Sarah blinked her eyes, and an amused smile appeared.
Then she stretched her body, and her lips... touched mine.
A delicious kiss... full of intention.
I didn't think... I just acted.
My hands went to her waist; I held her firmly... then my hands went to her ass; I squeezed hard... my tongue sucked hers.
Sarah had her hands on my back, squeezing hard.
“You drive me crazy, Sarah...” I whispered against her lips.
“Then show me, show me how I drive you crazy.”
That was enough.
I grabbed her waist and put her on my lap.
Her hips rubbed against my cock.
It felt so good... I wanted to be inside her right then and there.
Sarah moaned as she kissed me.
My tongue sucked hers harder, my hands moving hungrily up her body, pulling her dress up.
Sarah grabbed my face. Her voice rang out.
“Let's go to the bedroom, Edgar... I want you.”
I obeyed.
I walked with her in my arms, her legs wrapped around my back, and carried her to the bedroom.
I threw Sarah on the bed, her back pressed against the soft sheet, and ripped off my T-shirt without thinking.
“Take off your dress. Now.”
Sarah looked at me with wide, excited eyes and obeyed.
She pulled the dress over her head and was left in just her panties, no bra.
Damn...
I threw myself on top of her and attacked her breasts with my mouth. I sucked her nipple hard while my hand squeezed the other one.
She writhed, moaning loudly, pulling my hair.
“Edgar... this is so... good,” she said slowly.
I licked and sucked eagerly, then moved down her belly, biting lightly until I reached her panties.
I pulled them down with my teeth and ripped them off her legs.
I spread her thighs and stared at her wet pussy.
“You're all wet for me... just the way I like it.”
“Just for you...” she gasped.
Ahh, that killed me.
She was so fucking hot. All mine.
Then I leaned down, sliding my tongue over her pussy lips, tasting that delicious flavor. Then I stuck two fingers inside, feeling her tighten around them.
“Ahhh... keep going... more...”
I sucked her clit hard while fingering her hot insides until she arched her body and moaned loudly.
“Edgar... I'm going to cum.”
“Cum. Cum on my tongue,” I said as I licked her hard, with pleasure.
And she came.
She trembled all over, pulling the sheet with her fists clenched.
I climbed on top of her, took off my pants and underwear in one motion, and rubbed my cock at the entrance of her pussy.
“Is this what you want? Ask for it... I want to hear you ask!”
“Yes... Please... Ah!”
I pushed all the way in at once and heard Sarah scream my name.
“Yes... fuck me... go, Edgar...”
I started fucking her hard. The quick, deep thrusts made the bed creak.
“More... harder...”
I grabbed her legs and put them on my shoulders, then started fucking her even deeper. Then I turned her around and stuck it in again, slapping her ass until it was marked with my fingers.
The sound of our bodies colliding and my slaps on her filled the room.
“Fuck... you like that, don't you?”
“I like it... fuck me hard... this pussy is yours...”
“Say it again,” I growled, pulling her hair.
“This pussy is yours... only yours... fuck me harder... make me cum...”
I grabbed her waist, thrust into her with all my strength, and felt my orgasm coming too.
Sarah moaned loudly.
“Yes, fuck... cum for me, Sarah...”
And she came, collapsing face down on the mattress, screaming my name.
I came with her, thrusting until the end, until my cock throbbed inside her.
We fell onto the bed, sweaty, panting, and finally satisfied.
She turned her face toward me and smiled.
“Still jealous?”
“Not at all; now I know you're all mine.”