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"let me see how wet you got overnight, baby." cooed softly at you. not wanting to startle you. just wanting to take care of you.

feeling you already slick under my fingers. my movements careful.

watching you stir slightly. a small sleepy sound. not fully there yet.

pressing a kiss to your shoulder while my fingers stay gentle. "i've got you." murmured against your skin. "just let me take care of you. go back to sleep if you want."

you making a small sound. hips shifting toward my hand instinctively before you've even decided to.

"there you go." so fond. pressing two fingers inside slow while you're still halfway in a dream. feeling you clench around me immediately, your body knowing exactly what it wants even when your brain hasn't caught up yet.

a soft moan slipping out of you. eyes still closed. still not fully conscious.

"so wet already." pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. "you're always so warm and ready like this in the morning."

touching you so slowly. no urgency. no rush. just taking care of you properly before the day starts. before anything else gets to have you.

feeling you start to wake up more properly now. consciousness coming back slowly.

"morning, baby." against your hair.

"morning." barely audible. voice thick with sleep.

"you're so beautiful right now." meaning it completely. fingers still moving gentle and slow. "did you sleep okay?"

a small nod. hips starting to move slightly now that you're more aware of what's happening.

"good." pressing a kiss to your cheek. "i've got you. just feel good for me."

working you slow and steady. learning exactly where you need it this morning. the way you always need it a little different when you're like this. softer. more careful. finding that spot and staying there.

feeling you get warmer around my fingers. wetter. your breathing changing from sleep-slow to something needier.

"there she is." murmured against your hair. "good morning."

a soft broken sound. hips rolling now, properly, following my fingers without thinking about it. body completely ahead of your brain still.

curling my fingers slightly. feeling you gasp.

"i know." pressing another kiss to your shoulder. "i know baby. i've got you."

your hand finding mine weakly. needing something to hold onto.

working you so patiently. so carefully. the way you like it when you're still this soft and warm and barely here. the way that makes everything more intense somehow. more tender.

feeling you get closer. your body doing it on its own. hips rocking slow and steady. breathing getting quieter, more concentrated.

no warning.

watching your whole body tightening around my fingers all at once, a soft desperate sound slipping out of you, your hips stuttering forward, pressing deeper onto my hand before you've even processed what's happening.

"oh—" barely audible. surprised by your own body.

keeping the same slow steady pressure through every single wave of it. feeling you clench around my fingers.

feeling your grip on my hand tighten and then slowly loosen.

your breathing going soft again. settling.

pressing a long kiss to the back of your neck.

"you did so good, baby." so warm. so fond.

you making a small sound. too dazed for words yet.

keeping my fingers right where they are for a little longer. not moving.

"you didn't even see it coming did you?" i tease.

a sleepy embarrassed sound.

“Fuck baby… you feel so good already,” I moan softly, curling my fingers just right while I hold the vibe steady on her clit. Her hips twitch up instantly, a needy whimper slipping out.

“Baby please… it feels so good,” she breathes, voice shaky. “Please don’t stop, I need more—”

I keep the rhythm steady, fucking her deeper with my fingers and pressing the vibrator firmer, watching her get closer and closer. Her moans get louder, thighs starting to tremble, but right when she’s right there on the edge I pull the vibe back just a little and slow my fingers.

“mm-mm not yet,” I murmur against her thigh, kissing it softly. “Hold it for me. You’re doing so good for me baby.”

“Baby… fuck please,” she whines, hips chasing my hand desperately. “I was so close, please let me cum, I really need to... its so bad-”

I smile and give her a little more, thrusting my fingers faster and putting the vibrator back on her clit, turning it up. She starts grinding against it, getting messier, moaning louder. “That’s it baby, good girl… you’re taking my fingers so well while I tease your clit. Keep begging for me.”

She’s close again, i can feel her pulsing around my fingers, thighs shaking hard. “Please baby please- I’m gonna cum, fuck please let me-"

I pull back again at the last second, slowing everything down until she’s whimpering and squirming. “nooo not yet. Can you hold it a little longer? You sound so fucking pretty when you’re desperate like this.”

She’s breathing heavy, voice breaking as she begs even sweeter. “Baby please I can’t- I need to cum so bad, I’ll be so good, just let me cum on my fingers please-”

I groan softly and finally give in, fucking her harder with my fingers and pressing the vibrator tight against her clit on the highest setting. “Good girl… you’re so fucking perfect. Cum for me baby”

Her begging turns into broken moans as she finally lets go. I feel her pussy clamp down tight around my fingers, thighs shaking hard while she soaks my hand and the sheets, body arching and trembling with every wave. I keep fucking her through it with my fingers and the vibrator, drawing it out nice and slow, milking every last pulse that i can.

"I think you'd look so pretty struggling"

"The cutest little mess in my hands"

"I was fully focused on you"

"You're so perfect"

"Shit you're cute"

"Yes honey"

"Good girl"

The door to your boss’s office was locked, the blinds drawn. She sat back in her big leather chair, legs spread wide, skirt bunched up around her hips and panties dangling from one heel.

You were on your knees between her thighs, face buried in her soaked pussy like you belonged there.

“That’s it, good girl,” she purred, voice low and sweet as her hand rested gently on the back of your head. “Eat Mommy’s pussy just like that.”

You moaned against her, tongue sliding deep inside her before flicking over her swollen clit. She tasted so good — sweet and addictive. You licked and sucked eagerly, nose pressed against her mound as you devoured her.

She let out a soft, breathy moan and rolled her hips forward, grinding her wet pussy against your face. You whimpered, instinctively humping the air as you pleasured her, your own soaked panties rubbing against nothing while you focused entirely on making her feel good.

“Such a good girl for Mommy,” she cooed, guiding your head with a gentle but firm hand. “Look at you… on your knees in my office, tongue buried in my cunt like the perfect little employee.”

You moaned louder, sucking harder on her clit as she rode your face. Her thighs started trembling around your head, her breathing growing ragged.

“Don’t stop, baby,” she gasped, grinding faster. “Make Mommy cum on that pretty tongue.”

You doubled your efforts, licking and sucking until her back arched and she came with a low, shuddering moan, flooding your mouth with her release. You kept licking her gently through it, cleaning every drop while she stroked your head softly.

When she finally caught her breath, she looked down at you with a satisfied, possessive smile, thumb brushing over your wet lips.

“Good girl,” she whispered. “Mommy’s favorite.”