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My arms had been balancing on his shoulders. They left that spot to lower down his chest, my fingers immediately meeting the definition of his pecs. Etched muscle that was harder than steel. My hands continued to drop past the ridges of his abs until I reached his belt, pulling at the leather to unhook it, unclasping his suit pants, and reaching inside.
I fed his cock through the hole of his boxer briefs, releasing every inch of his hardness.
I remembered so clearly the way his dick had made me scream.
Moan.
Cry out for more.
How it had given me the most mind-bending, body-shuddering orgasms.
Two miserable nights had passed since it had been in me, yet it felt like so much more.
“Have you missed it?”
I slowly glanced up from his waist. “How are you inside my head?”
He reached up my shirt and flicked my nipple over my bra. “It was an easy guess based on how you’re looking at my cock.” He rolled the hard peak between his fingers, tugging it through the thin lace. “You don’t have to deprive yourself of my dick, Rowan. If you’ve wanted it, you knew where to find it.”
“I—”
“You don’t have to explain yourself right now. In fact, you don’t have to talk at all. All you have to do is focus on how good I’m about to make you feel.” With my skirt high on my waist, his hand went underneath the hem and landed on my panties. “It’s too bad these are in the way. I hope they’re not your favorites.”
His other hand joined, and I gasped as he ripped the lace apart, pulling it from both sides to create the hole he needed.
And when there was nothing separating us, he gave me the softness of his fingers. “Fuck me, you’re so wet.”
He was using just the pads of those fingers, rubbing from the top of my clit to the bottom, spreading my wetness.
“Fuuuck,” I hissed.
My head fell back, exposing my whole throat, my body arching from each of his swipes.
It was just a simple touch with hardly any pressure.
But it was enough.
More than enough.
“Cooper …” My nails were somewhere on him—his chest, I thought—and they dug through the fabric, bearing some of this pleasure.
Because I couldn’t take it.
Because I wanted more.
“Your pussy likes that, huh?”
I couldn’t even fathom that feeling at the moment. This was already so much. And when he began to play with my nipple again, tugging it, pinching, the word, “Yesss,” echoed through my ears and lips.
“What’s it going to do when I fill it with my dick?”
“Oh God.” I quivered. “I’m going to come.”
It wasn’t going to take much more for that to happen.
Just a few more seconds, and I’d lose it.
His hand resumed, and the first stroke came in horizontally across my clit, dragging back and forth, and then his thumb was gone.
