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Leon uses his elbow for support on the bed as he looms over me, making sure not to crush me with his weight. I can feel his hot breath on my neck as he kisses me, his free hand on my cheek. My breath shudders at the feel of his soft lips on my throat. “Leon..”, I begin but he shushes me.
“Shh”, he says softly “Don’t talk.” And then, he presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back, parting my lips to deepen the kiss. As his tongue slides into my mouth, meeting mine, his hand slowly trails down my body. His hand slips up my tank top, feeling my bare breasts; his thumb caresses my nipple. A throbbing heartbeat begins to blossom in my clit. Leon pulls away momentarily to speak. "You have any idea what you do to me?" he says before kissing me again. "When you send me those dirty pictures of yourself while I'm away, of you touching yourself, of your pretty pussy." He squeezes my tit. "Of your tits. It drives me fucking insane." His lips crash into mine again, this time more hungrily. I let out a soft moan and I feel Leon smile.
"Maybe you should just stay here with me", I say, our lips brushing. "Call the president and tell him you quit being an agent."
Leon laughs softly. "Yeah? Is that what you want?"
I cup my hands on his face, nodding. "Uh huh, then you'll have me all to yourself."
"That sounds like a plan," He teases, kissing me softly again. He lifts up my tank top, exposing my tits. He begins to suck, his warm wet tongue lathering around my nipple. "Mmm", he says, "I missed this. I missed you." He moves to my other tit, the feeling of his mouth suctioning my breast only increasing the throbbing sensation in between my legs.
After a moment, he pulls away and his eyes bore into mine as he slides down, the bed springs creaking with his weight as he does. He grips my waist as he kisses my bare torso, his lips soft and hot against my skin. His hands trail lower until they grip my hips and then he’s nibbling at my panties. He looks up at me for reassurance, his eyes softening. I nod.
“You look so pretty”, he says softly. His fingers slide down my panties slowly until they’re down my legs, which he lifts up to properly take them off. And then my underwear is discarded off the bed. At the sight of my bare pussy, Leon smirks. He pulls me in closer in a quick motion, startling me. His grip is tight on my thighs as he begins to kiss my inner thighs. “My pretty girl”, he says, spreading my legs a little wider and he makes a point of making eye contact as he brings his face closer to my clit. I feel his tongue lick me, sending a jolting sensation through me.
“Look at you”, he teased in a low, cooing voice, “You’re so fucking wet, baby.” I run my fingers through his hair as his tongue continues to slide around my clit. I suppress a moan as his wet tongue slides inside of me, going in and out. I shut my eyes, my breath shuddering. I can hear him softly moaning against my pussy as he begins to suck slowly.
My grip tightens on his hair. “Fuck, Leon”, I say in a pathetic moan.
“You taste so good”, he says in between sucking. I writhe under him, my hips involuntarily moving on their own, wanting to fuck his face. My eyes fluttered shut, all I could think about was Leon’s mouth and the wet sounds of his saliva and my cum. “Oh that’s it”, he says, “Keep fucking my face, good girl. Good fucking girl."
My back arches a little, my fingers tangled in his hair, my hips still moving in an attempt to fuck his mouth. My pussy throbs, wet with my own cum and Leon’s tongue.
Leon pulls away. “Ah, fuck”, he mutters and I know he’s trying not to cum. His grip is so tight around my thighs, his knuckles are white. He looks up at me and for a moment he looks helpless, as if I was the one driving him crazy. I rest my head against the pillows, still dazed.
The mattress shifts as Leon looms above me again. “Fuck, why’d you stop?” I say, half-laughing, half-moaning desperately. Leon’s hand closes around my neck gently.
He lowers his face to mine. “Come here, I want you to taste yourself.” His wet lips meet mine and I can taste myself on his mouth, on his tongue. He bites my lower lip gently.
My hand slides down his torso, slipping under his sweatpants, under his underwear. Leon stops, a soft moan of surprise escaping his lips, as my hand closes around his hard cock. He shuts his eyes. “Fuck..”, he mutters under his breath.
“You’re so hard”, I say, a smirk on my lips.
“Yeah, and it’s your fucking fault”, he says and then laughs a little. But his expression goes a little slack as he looks down at me. I can see the wheels turning in his head, the dirty thoughts forming in his mind about what he wants to do to me. I slide down his sweatpants and his cock springs free, hard and pulsing in my hand. I begin to stroke him and I feel him tense as the bed springs sigh under our weight. His hand grips the bed sheets next to my head.
“Oh, you fucking slut”, he breaths. I stroke him faster now, feeling the throbbing sensation in between my legs intensify at the sight of his long, thick member near my bare pussy. Leon cusses under his breath again, his words breathy with the shudder in his voice. “You’re gonna pay for that, you know that right?” But his sentence his breath hitches in his throat. He’s trying hard not to moan, I can tell by the way his mouth slacks.
“Pants. Off”, I say hungrily. I take my hand off his cock. I push at his chest so that he’s sitting on the bed. He watches me like a predator watches its prey as I discard his pants. I close my hand around his cock again, continuing to stroke it in a fast motion.
Leon’s mouth opens, his breath shudders as he watches me work. “Don’t stop”, he says, gripping the bed sheets. “Please…don’t–” A whimper escapes his lips as I speed up the motion. His mouth slacks as he tries not moan, but fails. His chest heaves up and down as his breathing becomes heavy.
I slow down my strokes before he could cum and I bring my lips to his shaft, licking the tip. I lick the side of his length, teasingly.
“There’s my dirty girl”, Leon says, his voice barely stable. I run a hand up his torso, right where his happy trail starts and his stomach caves in a little. I keep my eyes on him as I spit on his cock. “Oh, you slut, you didn’t have to–” I take his full length into my mouth, beginning to suck him off. “Oh my..God”, he breaths. The tip brushes against the back of my throat, and I could feel his cum already filling my mouth.
His hand grips my hair, pushing my mouth further, in a faster motion. A surprised “mmm!” comes from my throat, muffled as I choke on it.
“Yeah, that’s it”, Leon says, “Be a good slut and take it.” After a while, he stops pushing my head and instead begins to thrust himself into my mouth. My eyes begin to water as I gag on his shaft. Leon’s eyes roll to the back of his head and a load of cum shoots into my mouth. “Oh my G-”, a slow, long moan escapes his lips. “Y/n…” The taste of him fills my mouth, going down my throat. Then, his thrusting slows down before he finally lets go of my hair and I pull apart, gasping for air. A web of cum connects my mouth to his cock and I wipe my mouth, swallowing.
“Good fucking girl”, Leon says. “Now come sit on it."
A small smirk forms on my face as I climb on top of him. His hands go on my waist to support me. I grab his cock, which is warm and throbbing, and tease my clit with the head of his shaft. I tilt my head back, enjoying the sensation. “Fuck”, I say, “I missed your cock.”
“I know, I know”, Leon says in that cooing, low voice of his. “I know you missed daddy’s cock.” I continued to rub him against my wet pussy, moaning softly. “Mmm”, he says, “Sit on it, sit on it. Come on, do you want me to beg for it?” When I nod, he says in a low teasing voice, “Please..please, please, baby.”
I slowly take his full length inside of me. A loud, slow moan escapes both of us as my wet entrance wraps around his hard cock and I begin to ride him. “Leon..”, I moan helplessly. He lifts up my shirt to expose my tits, and grips them tightly. I smirk down at him, seeing how his breath hitches as I ride his hard cock. .
“You feel so good”, he hisses, breathing hard, “You feel so fucking good- oh!” He moans as I ride him faster. The sounds of our wet flesh clapping against each other fills the room. “Lean back, lean back”, he says. I do as he says, leaning back a bit while still thrusting. Leon’s hand goes to my waist, and with his other hand, he uses his thumb to make slow circles on my clit as I fuck him. I moan at his touch. Leon’s head tilts a little as he plays my clit. “Look at your needy little pussy”, he says. He continues to circle his thumb near my entrance, bringing me to the brink of whimpering. “Thats a good girl”, he purrs, now moving his hand to my mouth, making me suck my own cum off of his thumb. His lips part a little, his eyes taking in every part of my body. His hand trails down to my neck and he growls low.
He collars my throat and begins to thrust underneath me, ramming his cock hard into me. My face contorts with pain and pleasure, my mouth open in an ‘o’ shape.
“Oh my God”, I say helplessly.
“You may be on top, princess”, he says in a low voice, “But I’m still in control."
“Fuck, you’re mean”, I whimper.
“Shut the fuck up and take it”, he hisses again. His growling intensifies. “Don’t stop.”
I moan helplessly, my voice becoming a pathetic whimper.
“Fuck you look so pretty”, he says.
“Please..”,
“I’m…getting…close. I want you to cum with me, princess.” His thrusting gets harder and faster, filling me up with his cum. “Cum with me, cum with me..”
“Leon- oh my God!"
“I know, baby, I know”, Leon says softly.
My breath hitches in my throat as my eyes roll back on their own.
“I– I’m gonna cum”, Leon says in a helpless voice as we both reach climax. We both let out a loud moan that fills the room. Leon thrusts a few more times– hard, slow thrusts– before going slack underneath me. I lean against his chest, my face in his neck, as I breathed heavily. His hand rests on the back of my neck, his fingers in my hair as he’s panting. I can smell the sweet scent on his skin of cologne and sweat.
He rests his head against my shoulder, his breath huffing in my face. “Oh, baby”, he says, in between heavy breaths. “You did so good.” His hands trail down my body, resting on my waist as if supporting me. Then, his eyes darken, his voice husky as he says, "But I'm not finished with you yet."