There was something Braxton found attractive about a woman who tried to control him, especially one who physically was as dainty as Aubrey. For a brief second, he took the time to admire her as she swung herself over him, asserting the kind of dominance that turned him on further. As she whispered into his ear, Braxton's hands wandered up her back at a slow pace. Anyone else would have perceived her words as demanding, yet part of him knew how badly she wanted him which only made him eager to tease her. He nodded his head, his eyes glimpsing down her almost bare back. At this point, Braxton usually would have stripped her of her bra but made the conscious effort to slide his fingers underneath the clasp. Momentarily he let her be on top of him, despite possessing the strength to flip her on her back at any second. His own lips nestled near her ear lobe as he pushed his lower body against her, seeing how much he could taunt the feisty brunette.
"Make it worth your while?" He repeated after her. "What if I just wanted to talk?" He firmly placed one hand onto her hip, preventing her from moving. As he spoke, Braxton slid his other hand down and toward her underwear, nearing closer at an unbearably slow pace. His hand rubbed over the fabric, holding back a moan as he graved over her clit. Braxton held his grip on her waist, not giving her any room to squirm as he began to run soft circles over her clit. He slipped his hand under, feeling the warmth between her legs. One finger ran down her slit, feeling the wetness. It didn't surprise him. Braxton could never work out whether he turned her on or if Aubrey was just naturally a sexual person. For the sake of his ego, he concluded that she simply couldn't get enough of him.
Just as he was about to slide one finger inside her, Braxton rolled Aubrey onto her back, pining her hips with his own. His body hovered over hers, holding her hands above her head by the wrists. He placed his lips on the corner of her neck and shoulder, grinding against her as he sucked her skin hard enough to leave a hickey. His tongue flicked against her tender skin as he nibbled. Letting go of one hand, Braxton began to drag down her panties. All his taunting her was only really making it worse for him. He cock was throbbing, needing to release. Unbuttoning his jeans, Braxton hastily pushed them down his leg after withdrawing a cherry flavoured extra thin condom from his pocket. Over the years, Braxton had managed to skilfully put on a condom on with one hand, something he tended to boast about in the locker room. In order to keep her own edge, Braxton let go of her wrist and thrust two of his fingers inside her as he rolled the condom on, fingering her while using his thumb to rub her clit.
After pulling his fingers out, Braxton positioned her directly underneath him, making sure his manhood was now aligned with her entrance. He gripped onto both her thighs, pushing them up to give himself a better angle. Before pushing himself inside her, Braxton slipped one hand underneath the bra he'd failed to take off in the midst of teasing her. Like most heterosexual men, Braxton was a boob guy. Groping her breast was enough for his eyes to roll into the back of his head. But to maintain his teasing, Braxton's little head rubbed against her wetness, holding back. He needed her to beg for it. Usually Braxton wouldn't care about what a girl wanted from him, it'd be all about orgasming. But at this time of his life, Braxton needed to be desired. Regardless of how superficial his relationship with Aubrey was, it was consistent and offered him a sense of being needed. Emotions were starting to consume Braxton without his consent, therefore he had to channel them all into sex with a girl he sort of cared about but didn't really like.
A small grin pulled at his lips as he held eye-contact with her, watching the frustration build up beneath her large brown eyes. He used his hand to pull his cock away and rub it over her clit, tingling at the wet sensation. Braxton bit down on his lip, letting go of his hard on and placing his hand against Aubrey's neck. He rubbed down her chest, finally moving his hand underneath her back to undo her bra. He withheld a look of gleam, instead smirking at her, waiting as she writhed underneath his beautiful abs.
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