Page 97 of Property of Yak

“I used to have longer hair. I had to cut it on a bet. I’d love to feel you pull it when it’s long again,” I murmur against her lips.

“I would love to see you with long hair. You’d really look like a biker then.” She leans up, kissing my nose.

I shake my head. “You’re silly.”

“You seem to like it, though.” She thrusts against me, pressing her pussy into my hard cock.

“I like everything about you, Julie. Seriously, every single thing.”

I see the way her body melts at my words. She hasn’t heard them enough. I make a promise right then and there to always make sure she knows that she is perfect. Every single inch of her is perfect.

Leaning back down, I kiss her softly. Peeling her shirt off of her, I’m happy to find her bare underneath. I smirk at her before I make my way down her body, dropping kisses along the way.

She lets me worship her body the way she deserves. This girl is my everything, and I’m about to use my mouth to show her that.

I kiss down one leg before kissing up the other. When I reach her center, I spread her wide, loving how she is already glistening. Leaning in, I lick her from slit to clit. She moans, her hands finding my hair. I love when she pulls it, so I put in extra effort until she does.

I groan against her, my cock straining against my boxers. I don’t dare touch myself, though. No, right now, it is all about her.

Using two fingers, I thrust into her, setting a faster pace, needing her to come quickly. I need her to release the tension from the night so I can take it slow with her. I want her fully into what I have planned next.

Within minutes, she is arching her back, screaming out my name. I keep licking her as she comes down from her orgasm until she pushes me away.

“So sensitive,” she whimpers.

I smirk up at her, standing to kick off my boxers. When I go to lean over her, she puts her foot up to keep me at a distance. I kiss the inside of her ankle.

“I want to be on top,” she demands.

“Anything for you, my sweet angel.” I move her leg, laying on the bed.

She gets onto her knees, coming over until she straddles me. I hold her steady by her hips as she grabs my cock, lining me up with her opening. When she sinks down on me, my eyes roll back.

“You feel so good,” she murmurs.

“Yeah? You like being full?” I ask.

“Yes.”

“Full of what?” I ask as she lifts and lets herself sink back down.

Her eyes pop open full of lust even through her glare.

“Say it, Angel. It turns me on when you say it.”

She pauses. “I like being full of your cock.”

I twitch inside of her. “God, you’re so sexy when I make you forget your morals.”

She blushes but starts to ride me again. “You make me a little crazy.”

“You make me more than a little crazy, Julie. You make me want to lose control. I’m trying to let you take the lead here, but it’s hard,” I admit.

“Stop holding back. You didn’t the first night, and I loved it. I don’t want you to hold back now.”

I cup her tits, massaging them, pinching her nipples every once in a while.

“I’m trying to show you how you should be treated,” I tell her.