David takes the hem of my dress and lifts it up over the small of my back. He runs his hands up my spine, over my shoulders, under my arms, over my tits, and back down over my stomach. My pussy is so desperate; it’s aching as it frantically spasms again and again, clenching against nothing. I hollow out my back even more and present my body to him. I want to beg, but I don’t trust myself to open my mouth.
Finally, I feel the head of his cock. He’s sliding it between my lips, testing my readiness, teasing it across my clit, whispering to me. He’s giving me one more chance to change my mind. He doesn’t realize how completely I am his.
“Do you want this, Lily?” he murmurs. “Do you want this hard cock inside you?”
“Please.” It’s all I trust myself to whisper.
He slowly pushes just the head inside me. Immediately, my pussy clamps around him, and I moan. Loudly.