Can't handle it?

I was slowly sinking into the abyss of sleep when someone straddled me and a light kiss landed on my neck. Reluctantly opening my eyes, I saw a familiar back of a head.

 — Dash, get off me right now! I was already asleep, you know.

 — Shut up and enjoy it.

My girlfriend's hand slid down to my crotch, while the other sensually squeezed my breast. With effort, I pushed her away and whispered:

 — Are you stupid? Your parents are right next door; if they come in, there will be irreversible consequences.

 — I don't care, I want you. Right now. Right here.

Sighing heavily, I rolled Dasha onto her back and pinned her

hands to the bed. She began struggling fiercely. After waiting a couple of minutes, I kissed her passionately, and when she calmed down, I pulled away from those sweet lips.

 — Calm down, Dash.

 — But you want it too, I can feel it.

 — Calm down and go to your own bed.

After making another futile attempt to slip out and roll me onto my back, which failed, Dasha calmed down, gave me an angry look, and pouted.

 — Calmed down?

Silence. Only a furious glare.

 — Silly girl, — I smiled and gently kissed Dasha.

 — You're just chicken. Let me get up and go to sleep. In my own bed.

Dasha tried to get up, but I only pressed her harder into the bed.

 — I'm chicken?

 — Yes, you're chicken.

 — Don't dare me. You won't succeed.

 — Because you're chicken.

I looked at Dasha. Angry eyes, a smirk on her lips.

 — Bitch, — I sank my lips into her neck.

Releasing the girl's hands, I squeezed her breast hard. A quiet moan reached my ears.

 — I told you. You want it, — Dasha whispered barely audibly.

My right hand swiftly rushed down between her legs, which I had spread with my knee. Moving aside the edge of her panties, I squeezed the swollen clitoris with two fingers. Covering her mouth with my palm just in time, I continued caressing her lower abdomen, while my lips burned against the blue vein pulsing on her neck. Slowly descending with kisses, I freed her breast from the tight T-shirt. After admiring for a moment the breast with its swollen burgundy nipples in the moonlight, I greedily pressed my mouth to them. Inserting two fingers into the opening, I began slow movements with my hand. Having had my fill of playing with her nipples, I rose up and sank a kiss into her plump lips, increasing the pace of my hand's movements. A third finger joined the second, then a fourth. I was fucking my girlfriend hard, playing with our tongues.

Finally, Dasha's alluring body arched, she bit my lip, and I pushed my hand in to the limit, feeling with my fingers how the tender walls of her vagina tightened.

When her body arched one last time, I pulled out my fingers and licked them. Brushing the sweaty hair from my beloved's forehead, I burned her forehead with a kiss.

 — Never dare me again, my love.

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