//Harry//
“Please.” Emmy whispered out to me as I moved myself down her body, her chest soon to be on display for me. I smirk as I grip her left breast through her shirt, her nipple hardening under my rough touch. The feeling of her heartbeat against my hand reminding me of the reason I wake up every morning, the sound of it making that reminder even better for me.
“You’ll get it, baby girl, just relax.’’ I say, clutching her waist tightly. She lowers her back onto the mattress, her muscles relaxing in her body. I didn’t want her to stress while I please her. “There you go, good girl.’’ I mumble to her as I grab the hem of her shirt, well technically my shirt, and push it up, revealing her gorgeous chest to me.
Without my command she leans up on her own and pulls the shirt over her head, tossing it into the floor. She knows what to do by now. I waste no time taking one in my hand, wrapping my lips around the other. Those little fingers tangled in my hair as I sucked on her nipple, making sure to give the other a little pinch as I pleasured her.
“Harry.’’ Emmy squealed at the sharp movement of my fingertips, releasing a little giggle as the feeling of my fingertips against her soft skin tickled her.
Mixed intentions begin to run through my body – I want please Emmy and make her feel good, but at the same time I fuck her brains out. I try to contain myself, not wanting to hurt my beautiful girl. Her fingers tug at my hair as I turn all of my attention to her other breast, making sure to give it just as much as the other received.
Those beautiful moans leaving Emmy’s mouth filled my ears, encouraging me to hurry myself up and get to what she enjoyed the most.
“I need you.’’ Emmy demands in a groan as one hand leaves my hair to pet my cheek.
Her stern command didn’t worry me, I know she likes what I’m doing, but she likes what’s next to come even more. And, besides, I need to listen to her and do as she asks me, please her in all the right.
“Now.’’ My eyes open in shock, surprised to hear her being so demanding this morning. It must be the sunrise that brings the dominance out of her. If so, well, I like the sunrise.
“My pleasure, baby girl.’’ I say as I remove my lips from her breast, no hesitation as I slide down her beautiful body.
She grunts in annoyance, the wait is silently killing her inside – she’s so ready for it, but she knows she’s got to wait. She might be a little mean this morning, but I’m in charge. Always.
“Babe, please.’’ Emmy whines, her arms falling to her side, tired of trying to keep a hold of me.
I look up to see her staring at the ceiling, a pout on those pretty lips. A smirk comes to my lips as I lean up on my knees, the movement on the bed taking her attention. She leans up on her elbows, still frowning as she watches me closely, wanting it so bad but knowing it won’t come just yet.
She brings her knees up and opens them wide for me, a silent scream of desperate want and need. I gently trail my finger over her clothed slit. The sensation sends her into a state of ecstasy, her head dropping onto the pillow. I bite the inside of my cheek, restraining myself from ripping them off and fucking her senseless. Pleasure, that’s what I want to give.
“Harry.’’ She whimpers, her eyes shutting tight as she waits for me to touch her again.
I didn’t want to torture my beautiful girl, so I just go ahead and jump to the next part – hoping she’ll be happy with it. With my hands, I grab her legs and push them together. Next, I hook my fingers around the waistband of her panties on the side of each of her thighs. She lets out a heavy exhale as I grab the elastic and pull it down her legs to her knees. She lifts her legs up for me and I discard her body of the underwear, throwing them on the ground.
“Shit, Harry.’’ She huffs out, shaking her head lightly from side to side. Confusion hits me, I’m not real sure why she said that.
“What’s wrong?’’ I ask, placing my hand on her thigh.
“I want you!’’ She whines.
I let out a laugh at her reply, she smiles a little before gesturing me to hurry up with her hand. I don’t waste anymore of our limited time. My hands take a hold of her legs, throwing them apart. I lay down on the bed, just inches from her core. The heat is tempting, very tempting.
I wrap my arms around her thighs, pulling me to her center. She moans as her hands grab each of her mine, lacing our fingers together.
“Mmm, baby, who made you this wet?” I ask as my tongue runs over my lips, I can’t wait to taste her.
“You did.’’ She says, squeezing my fingers. Sadly, as much as I love it, I have to let one of those little hands go. I remove my fingers from our knot, no objection comes from her though. She knows why.
“Good.’’ The word left my mouth quickly.
I lean forward, placing a kiss on the little nub. She groans in pure desire as I give it another one, just softly and gently – nothing to rough just yet. Reminding myself of our short time, I instantly begin to suck on her clit. Emmy’s moans fill the room, her free hand finding my hair again, twisting her fingers all in my hair.
“F-uck.’’ She gasps as I slowly lick a stripe up her slit, letting my tongue invade between her folds, her legs shaking a little at my action. I don’t stop there, my tongue repeatedly flicking over her clit. I slide a finger into her entrance, soaking wet.
“Harry.’’ My name was moaned out so beautiful, I love to her that voice say it. I know she wanted more, so that’s exactly what I give her. The speed of my finger increased, as well as my tongue.
“Please, please.’’ Emmy begs as I hollow my cheeks, sucking hard on her clit – that drives her crazy. A flood of moans leaves her mouth as I add another finger into her, thrusting them hard and faster inside of her.
“Yes, Har-ry.” She groans out, her voice shaky as she takes in all the pleasure.
Emmy’s encouragements drive me to go faster, harder, and do better to her. Finally, I add a third finger to her core and she gasps at the sudden need for her to be stretched a little more than before. I pump my fingers in and out her, making sure to slam them in harder every time.
With a few more sucks on her clit, in addition to the jabs of my fingers into her entrance, she’s reaching her orgasm. I tighten my arm’s grip around her thigh as she tries to pull away – however I know it’s not her intention, she’s just reaching that glorious point. Her hand squeezes mine tight, our fingers mushed together. She grips my hair tight around her fingers, keeping me down on her. She moans out loud as the excitement washes over her body, her legs shaking and her hips rolling against my mouth. I remove my fingers as I feel a new wetness. My tongue moves from her nub and down to her dripping center, starting to clean up the mess I made.

Notes

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