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New lust with a new dance partner.
The bed was high, almost 3 feet and with her kneeling at the edge, their bodies lined up perfectly. He moved in close to her again and saw her face turn slightly to the left, tracking his proximity. Happy to ensure she knew exactly where he was, he pressed himself against her back and growled faintly with satisfaction as she leaned into him with a small sigh.
He brought his hands up to rest on her shoulders, bringing his thumbs together behind her neck. His palms easily spanned her pale back. He slid them forward to rest along her clavicle and then back out to the edge of her body. Just his fingertips moved slowly over the swells along the outside of her heavy breasts. His cock twitched at the smile that was blooming across her sweet mouth. He pressed his palms into her skin again as his hands traveled down her ribs and came together on her smooth belly. Here she began to tremble in earnest.
"Shhh," he murmured against her ear. "Easy, pretty girl. We're just getting started."
Keeping his thumbs touching at her navel he moved his hands in parallel down the front of her hips. But when the tips of his fingers made purchase with her softly protruding hip bones, some level of restraint within him snapped and he roughly pulled her back against him suddenly. She gasped sharply as he pinned her there, his breath turning ragged against her neck. Somewhere in his lizard brain he knew he might have frightened her, but the feeling of her firm ass against the front of his trousers was overriding his ability to care. It was she who slowly began to move, sliding her wispy lace panties in lazy circles against his rapidly thickening cock. When his hands slid lower to wrap around the juncture of her thighs pulling her even more tightly against him, she responded by tilting her head back and moaning softly.
She continued to grind her backside against him and he allowed himself a few moments of selfish pleasure. It was heaven and his own mounting lust was fed and amplified by the small whimpers coming from her lush mouth, bottom lip tucked behind her front teeth. His left hand came up to rest along the warm column of her throat. The right one rising only slightly to rest along the waistband of her panties.
"Already such a eager student of what pleases me, kitten?"
She nodded tightly against his hand and continued to whimper quietly.
"Do you feel how hard I am?"
"You did that to me," he whispered directly into her ear as he exerted some pressure to his right hand into her smooth belly. "You've made me very hard. Are you proud of yourself?"
She opened her eyes and looked up at him directly. He could tell she was struggling to speak out of shyness or lust, although he suspected it was a mixture of both.
"You should be. You've made me feel very good. Isn't that what you wanted, pretty girl?"
"Yes," came her immediate and breathy reply.
He slid the tips of his fingers under the waistband of her panties and saw her eyes widen in shock. He slid them back and forth, left to right. He watched goosebumps skitter across her skin and her tight little nipples harden. His grip on her neck tightened involuntarily. This girl was already making herself at home under his skin.
"Finding your sweet little pussy wet for me would also make me happy. You want to make me happy, don't you pet?"
She was struggling to speak, he could see that. But she managed to say, "Yes."
He was done going easy on her.
She took in a quick breath and seemed to sense the tightness that had crept into his body. She pressed back against him even more resolutely as if testing his strength. She found him more than able to absorb her slight weight and pressure.
His right hand dipped a fraction and she moved in response, trying to guide him lower. Her chest was arched out now. She was laying herself bare beneath his hands and stare, opening up like a flower.
"You can do better than that, pretty girl."
She opened her mouth to speak once, twice.