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It was everything I needed to get to work.
I spread her with my fingers, teasing her lower lips then pressing one long digit inside her. Her inner walls gripped me.
“Fucking hell,” I groaned. “You’re so tight. If this was my dick, I’d come in a shamefully short time.”
Mia mumbled words I couldn’t make out. I added another finger to the first, drawing them in and out of her. At the same moment, I returned to sucking her clit, getting straight into the fastest form of relief the lass needed.
My dick would’ve been better. It fucking wept for not being involved.
Each time she spasmed around my hand, I pictured driving into her. When she moaned, I memorised the sound to replay and use at my leisure.
Those noises she made got faster. More desperate with everything I did.
Repeated actions, a good pace, delivering over and over into her flesh.
Mia keened and gripped my hair, tugging on the roots.
I didn’t need to check the clock to know I’d been at this for no time. She’d been so badly in need that she was hanging over the cliff.
If we’d had longer, I would’ve drawn it out. If I’d had any other options, I would’ve pretended we weren’t home. But the choice wasn’t mine so I kept on going.
Fucking her with my hand.
Working her now-swollen clit.
On her back on the couch, naked from the waist down and with her blonde head tipped back, the lass was a goddess.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I said.
One more suck, and she broke.
A long moan came from her, but she slapped her hand over her mouth, stifling the sound while she pulsed around my fingers.
I leapt up, dragging her fingers aside to kiss her mouth, kneeling on the sofa between her legs, still seeing her through her climax with gentling strokes.
Mia slumped, finally through it.
I gazed down at her, a little dazed by how good that had been for me even without getting my dick near her delectable body.
A knock rattled the door.
“Shit, they’re early,” Mia gasped.
She shoved me aside and leapt up, scanning for her clothes.
I turned her, pointing them out in the bathroom doorway. “Go in and compose yourself. I’ll keep them talking.”
She disappeared, her shirt hiding the sight of her bare arse from me.
Pity. I really wanted that picture.
More slowly, I grabbed a bottle of water from a side table and scrubbed over my mouth, wiping my face in my sleeve—no need to give the game away to anyone else. Then I righted my clothes, twisted my hair back into a bun, and shook out my limbs, trying to get rid of my erection.
“Val?” my impatient brother shouted.
“Coming,” I yelled back.
I ducked first into the dorm room and grabbed a dumbbell from under my bed. Carried it with me to the door to give a visual for why I was probably rumpled.
