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I slid a hand between her legs, smiling at how soaking wet she was for me. “You’re always so fucking wet for me...”
Unbuckling my pants, I put on a condom and gripped her hips—thrusting every inch of my cock inside of her all at once.
“Ahhhh, Corey...” She dropped her hands from the window and I slapped her ass.
“Put your hands back up there. Now.”
“Ahhhh.” She moaned again and returned her hands to where they were.
I kept her waist tightly gripped, as I pounded into her without mercy—as she screamed my name louder and louder with each and every thrust.
Trailing my left hand against her stomach and up to her chest, I palmed her breasts and teased her nipples—softly pinching them to drive her closer to the edge.
She tried to control the pace of our sex by moving her hips, but I slapped her ass until she gave in to my rhythm.
“Corey...” She breathed. “Corey...”
I didn’t answer. I thrust into her harder, ignoring the second round of knocks on the door.
“Corey, I’m going to...” Her hands started to slip from the glass as her pussy throbbed against my cock, as she started to slowly fall forward.
Her body started shaking against me, and I held her still so she wouldn’t hit the floor—kissing the back of her neck as my own release came seconds later.
“Fuck, Hayley...” I held her tighter as my muscles tensed, and her body went completely limp against mine.
Slowly moving her off my cock, I picked her up and carried her back to our table—using one of the silk napkins to wipe between her thighs.
“I think about you all day, Hayley.” I said, kissing her lips. “The other shit crosses my mind, but not as much as you do.”
She was still trying to catch her breath, but she managed to whisper, “I believe you.”
I pulled her dress back over her legs and smoothed her hair, keeping my eyes on hers until her breathing returned to normal. Then I tossed the condom away and readjusted my own clothes.
Walking to the door, I started to unlock it, but Hayley was suddenly behind me—grabbing the back of my arm.
“Something wrong?” I asked.
“No,” she said, smiling. “But, can you show me what you think about all day one more time before we start dinner?”
I smiled. “Put your hands on the glass again.”
