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She let out a soft moan before covering her mouth to muffle the sound as she pressed her butt harder against his dick and did a little push and grind so good he almost forgot to stifle his groan.
She glanced over her shoulder at him and winked.
That was no accident. The woman knew exactly what she was doing to him and no doubt wanted to see just how far she could push him before he lost it.
And if that meant they’d both get caught? Judging by the feel of her plump ass rubbing up against his painfully hard dick, she didn’t give a fuck.
“What are you doing?” he got out through clenched teeth as quiet as possible.
“What’s wrong?” she whispered. “You don’t like it?”
He grabbed her hips and held her still against the length of his hard cock. “Does that answer that?”
She managed to slide a whole half inch up against him, but it was enough to make him clamp his jaw shut hard enough that he just might need one of those dentist recommendations.
“Do you really want me to stop?” she asked.
Absolutely not, but that didn’t change the facts. “I don’t want to get caught in your dad’s pantry with my dick buried in you.”
She reached around behind herself and squeezed her hand between their bodies. “Then don’t make any noise.”
It took her point eight seconds to slip the top button of his jeans free and then proceed to drag down his zipper. Yeah, he might have helped by easing back a bit, but for the love of God, he was only human, and she was temptation personified.
“I’m not worried about me.” He hissed out a harsh breath when her fingers brushed against his length, and he loosened his hold on her hips to grab tighter on his self-control that was slipping through his fingers. “You were the one loud enough to wake up the neighbors last night.”
“Oh, is that a challenge? I fucking love a challenge.” She turned in his arms to face him and tightened her grip on his aching dick and started to stroke him. “First one to make a sound loses.”
This was ridiculous.
It was risky.
It was so fucking hot.
“Deal?” she asked in a breathy whisper.
“Deal.” He dipped his head down and gave her a quick, hard kiss. “But you missed one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“I.” He whipped her around so she was facing away from him again. “Always.” He slipped one hand under her skirt, not stopping until he was palming her wet pussy through her damp panties. “Win.”
She stilled against him, her whole body tense, and for half a second he worried he’d pushed her too far, misread her desire. He was holding his breath, frozen and unsure of whether to keep going or to pull away, when she dropped her hand so she was covering his with only the thin cotton of her skirt between them. Then with a sweet, soft exhale, she relaxed against him as she moved his hand up and down against her. Slow. Easy. Nice. Like she was at home in her bed with her favorite dildo rubbing it against herself on a slow Sunday morning.
Yeah. That wasn’t happening.
“Are you trying to cheat?” he asked.
She didn’t miss a beat in working his hand against her. “What do you mean?”
“I’m not just a toy.” He slipped three fingers underneath the center of her panties. “And you aren’t going to win by cheating.”
Her head fell back into the pocket of his shoulder. “I’m not trying to cheat.”
“Really?” He pumped in and out of her. “You’re not trying to control everything so you can stay in that safe little bubble of yours?”
“You’re full of shit.” Her grip tightened on his hand, stopping his movements.
“Then you have nothing to lose by taking your hand off mine so I can make you come so hard you forget where you are, who could hear, and why you’d ever tried to be quiet in the first place.”
