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“What do you need from me?”
“Your cock. Filling me up. Fucking me. Making me come.”
I growl and lower my lips to hers. Damn, she’s going to kill me. And I’m going to love every torturous second of it.
“Say you want me to fill up your pussy. P word number one.”
She sucks in a breath. Then she says softly, “I want you to fill up my pussy.”
Yes. I kiss her again, deeply, hungrily, moving my finger in and out, loving the way said pussy grips me.
Then I say, “Now say, I want you to fill up my princess pussy.”
She gives a soft laugh and shakes her head.
I press my forehead against hers, stopping her head, and looking directly into her eyes. I’m smiling slightly, but I know she sees how serious I am. “Yes, Abigail. I want to hear you call yourself my princess.”
Fuck, I want to hear that more than I want to hear dirty words from her, I realize.
She wets her lips. She swallows. She stares up at me. And finally says, “I’m your…princess, Torin.”
The words punch me in the gut, and I groan, taking her mouth again in the most carnal kiss of my life. I kiss her, finger fucking her, pressing my body into her, wanting to somehow meld our bodies together. I want to own her.
Finally, long moments later, I let up. “You have no idea what you do to me,” I tell her, moving my finger slower, sliding up to circle her clit.
She moans, then murmurs against my mouth, “I have something else to tell you.”
I lift my head and press my finger all the way inside her again. She gasps. “Tell me anything. But make it quick.”
She meets my gaze directly and says, “Turns out I do like cowboys.”
My heart thuds even as I grin. “Is that right?”
“Well, one cowboy.”
“Damn, you’ve got good dirty talk, girl.” I give her ass a squeeze and give her another finger as a reward.
She moans and wiggles against my hand. But then says, “And?—”
“There’s more?”
“I think I might like being a cowgirl in bed.” She pauses. “Maybe even a reverse cowgirl.”
I freeze and stare down at her. She’s watching me with her lips pressed together.
I grin slowly. “Do you know what that means, Abigail?”
Her eyes widen slightly, and she shakes her head. “No. But you do, right?”
I move my fingers out, then back in. “Oh, I certainly do.”
“I think I have to dress up,” she says, her voice a little breathless. “Right?”
I chuckle. “Well…not technically.”
She frowns. “Not even the boots?”
My cock pulses against her leg. “Who told you about cowgirl and reverse cowgirl?”
