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“don’t fucking move”, he said as he pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs wider. he slid his middle finger in slowly …

i once had a fire sign lover, an Aries to be exact. if you know how fire ignites, you know they’re bold and assertive. they’re cardinal, leaders. they take action and enjoy being a bit reckless. so when he caressed my clit with his tongue softly, it solidified what i was needing; he’s naturally a passionate lover.

he leaned in and kissed me softly. the way he didn’t speed despite me yearning for more. he had his hand cradling my cheek and asked “is this ok?”. this wasn’t our first time but i always appreciate when consent is sought for.

he took his pj’s off and slid my bottoms off. i took my top off. i laid beneath him while he hovered over me and breathed me in. “come on, let’s go to my bed”. he laid me down in the middle of the bed and kissed me. he smelled of tobacco and vanilla, tom ford to be exact. he leaned down, kissed my inner thighs and made his way to my clit. he didn’t rush his movements.

he wrapped his hands under and through my thighs. he had a firm grip and showed me why this was more for his pleasure, rather than mine. he took his tongue and licked my clit in the softest pace. circular motions and then flat. traced my right lip and then continued taking his time. i moaned so lightly and my hips were rotating. he slightly sped up and not once did he lose focus. he slipped a finger in and it was the slowest insert. my body was pleading for more. he didn’t listen, he stayed course.

i could feel my nectar drip into my ass, i spread my legs wide, toes pointed in the air and i held them open by my ankles. he traced my lips and took his hands and lifted me by my ass and stuck his tongue in. he made his way back to my clit and as soon as he did that flick and pushed inward, i came. he didn’t stop. he started sucking both lips and eating me whole.

he stuck 2 fingers inside of me and maybe i felt a bit of desperation but the way he made me search for my breath. he liked to tease, his tongue never leaving me. my back was arched and my thighs were slipping through his other hand. “don’t fucking move,” he said.

he pulled his fingers out and i came so beautifully.

slow and steady wins the race and let me tell you, he got me to the finish line. he never wanted anything more other than to feast to his complete satisfaction.