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I watched my little rabbit. His body was tense, his eyes wide, tears streaming down his pale cheeks. The fear exuded from him was almost palpable.
I smiled softly.
Don’t worry, bunny. My voice came out low, slurred, almost a whisper. You’ll like it.
I slid my hands around his waist, feeling every involuntary tremor under my touch. The ridiculous uniform hid too much, concealing everything I wanted to see. The desire to rip that shit off grew by the second.
P–P–Please… don’t do this to me…” The plea escaped shakily, barely more than a whisper broken by desperation.
The sound of fear stoked my hunger even more. My cock instantly stiffened, throbbing under the fabric of my uniform. I took a step back, wanting to get a better look at him.
Take off your uniform, Elijah.” My voice remained soft, but the order was undeniable.
His eyes widened even more, showing the dread that consumed him. He sniffled, wavering, but remained still. I sighed and leaned over, shortening the distance between us.
“Come on, bunny. I don’t want to upset you. Do what I’m asking… or do you want me to tear it?
He shuddered from head to toe. Slowly, with insecure gestures, he stood up and began to undress. But it was taking too long. Too slowly. As if he thought that if he went on long enough, I’d change my mind.
I laughed quietly, amused by his foolish delusion.
“Faster, darling.” My patience was dissolving. “I’m being kind. Don’t make me lose my head.
He closed his eyes, as if begging God for mercy, and finally lowered his uniform.
And then, there he was.
My chest rose and fell heavily.
Skin as white as porcelain. Small, pink nipples, so inviting that I almost salivated. Slim waist, thick, well–defined thighs. But what caught my eye most was his cock.
Perfect. Fuck.
I’ve been with a lot of people before, but I’ve never seen such a beautiful cock. Pink, without a single hair, was made to be adored.
And that ass… God. Round, pert, provocative.
My cock throbbed painfully
I ran my tongue over my lips and walked over to him, savoring every bit of that sight
“You’re a work of art, Elijah My voice came out full of desire.
I touched hus waist, sliding my fingers over the warm skin. He shuddered. My grip tightened, exploring the softness of his body before moving down to his buttocks. I gripped tightly, feeling the firmness under my hands. A small gasp escaped her lips, and the sound ignited something wild inside me,
“You’re driving me crazy…
My mouth hovered close to his. I leaned in, ready to taste him. But at the last second, he turned his face away, trying to escape.
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My patience ran out instantly.
I held his jaw firmly, forcing him to face me. He gasped in terror. Without hesitation, I brutally captured his lips, forcing my tongue inside.
The kiss wasn’t gentle. It was voracious, hungry, and possessive.
My tongue explored his mouth unashamedly, tasting every corner, as if I were tasting something rare and precious.
Fuck, he was delicious.
His soft lips drove me insane, igniting my primitive instincts. I nibbled on his lower lip, eliciting a hesitant sigh.
He tried to pull back, pressing his trembling hands against my chest, but it was no use. I would never have the strength to pull away.
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Guiding him with my own body, I pushed him until he collided with the bed. And before he could react, the weight of my body was already pinning him to
the mattress.
His weak, fragile palms pushed against my chest in a pathetic resistance. I laughed against his lips before diving in again, deepening the kiss with even more intensity.
When I finally pulled away, he was already out of breath.
His lips were red and swollen. His gaze clouded with dread.
The sight of him there, vulnerable, surrendered to fear, made me fucking horny.
I ran my tongue over my lips and smiled slowly, my gaze locked on him.
~Fuck… you taste addictive. Just like I imagined.
I leaned down to his pink nipple, capturing it with my lips, sucking and nibbling gently. Elijah gasped, his body arching under the unexpected touch. I ignored his reaction. He was hungry for the taste, for the delicious texture of soft skin against my tongue. I nibbled lightly, provoking another hesitant sigh.
I slid down to the other nipple, sucking more intensely, feeling the heat of desire grow.
I didn’t want to prolong it. I’d waited too long for this moment. I’d dreamt about it countless times. Now, finally, all my fantasies would take shape.
I kissed every inch of his body, moving down his abdomen until I reached his still flaccid member. A smile crept across my lips.
Soon he would get hard, whether he wanted to or not.
You’re going to like it, darling.” I said, my voice low, full of certainty. “Since it’s your first time with a man, I’ll show you how good it can be.
I squeezed his groin, feeling the warm skin under my fingers before sliding my tongue around the tip, teasing him.
He gasped, his breathing ragged.
“I–I don’t want that… Stop… please…
I ignored his useless pleas. My mouth opened, swallowing him slowly. The body beneath me held back, shuddering against my tongue.
And then, as I expected, it began to harden inside my mouth. I smiled mischievously, without stopping my movements.
I kept up the pace, alternating between deep sucks and teasing licks, feeling him harden completely under my mouth.
A satisfied smile appeared inside me as I realized that Elijah had never experienced anything like this. That useless girlfriend had never touched him like this, which meant he was a virgin in every sense.
Without stopping my movements, I wrapped my glans tighter around him, eliciting a surprised moan from his lips. The involuntary response amused me. He
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wanted to deny the pleasure, but his body was betraying him. To push him even further over the edge, I slid my tongue over his testicles, eliciting another
slurred sound.
“Take it, baby. Your body doesn’t lie; it’s enjoying what my mouth is doing to you.” My voice was brimming with amusement.
He shook his head in despair.
“N–Not true… That’s just an involuntary reaction…”
I rolled my eyes at his pathetic attempt to deny the obvious.
“Let’s test this theory.” I say, before intensifying my movements, deepening my sucking, playing with my tongue, and teasing every sensitive nerve.
His breathing became irregular, his moans more and more frequent. His fingers gripped the sheet, and his hips moved instinctively against my mouth. The control I was trying so hard to maintain was fading fast.
And then, with a broken moan, Elijah finally gave in. His whole body shuddered, his orgasm pouring down my throat. I swallowed every drop, savoring the surrender.
I ran my tongue over my lips, enjoying his stunned expression.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
