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Fuck!

I grabbed her hips to keep her in place as I rocked mine into hers. She gasped as my hard cock rubbed right into her clit. “Doesn’t it feel like I do?”

I was losing my grip on the rope of self-control I clung to as I stared at her. Her pink lips parted. Her chest rising with an unsteady breath. Her perfect tits straining against the fabric. Her dress flowed down, exposing a lot of her creamy thighs.

“Then kiss me.” She pleaded, and I felt a thread of control snap.

“You’re going to hate me in the morning.”

“I won’t.” Another thread ripped from my grasp.

“No.”

“Vander, please.” The rope shredded.

I hated myself because I couldn’t resist. Not when she begged so sweetly. Not when she said my name like that.

One hand tightened on her hip. The other slid into the silky strands of her hair. I yanked her forward. Her body crashed into mine. Her breasts slammed into my chest. Our mouths collided.

She was so fucking soft and perfect in my arms. So willing.

Her lips were warm and sweet as I kissed them. Nipped at them. I attacked that freckle I’d obsessed over. Licked it until her mouth parted, and she let me in.

Her flavor overtook me. Coated my tongue until she made it hers. I was all hers. And I wanted her to be all mine.

Grace moaned into my mouth as I tightened my grip. My fingers dug into her hip; pulled her silky hair. I swallowed the sound as I encouraged her to roll her body into me. I needed to fucking hear her little breathy sounds.

My lips found her neck. Her earlobe. Her pulse. Attacking as she rocked in my lap.

My cock protested the fabric between us. Leaking precum as she worked herself on me. But it wouldn’t get relief. This was for her. She was going to use me for her pleasure. And maybe I would be able to live with myself tomorrow.

I sucked her neck hard enough to leave a mark. I needed to, so everyone would know she was mine. She reacted to my touch. “Oh, god.”

My chest heaved for air. My body was tight, on the verge of being consumed by the fire she caused. But I paused.

“Do you want me to stop?” I said into her smooth skin. I’d fucking die from blue ball hell if she answered yes. But I’d do it.

Her fingers dug into my neck. “No!”

“Then say my name.”

I circled my hand around until I had a fistful of that round ass. Squeezing her tight and moving her faster. I’d decided. I was going to make her come. Make her feel good.

“Vander. Please, more.”

My balls tingled as my name fell from her lips. Using my hold on her hair, I yanked, sending her chest into my face. I cursed the high neck of her dress, but I’d deal with it because I wasn’t going to get her naked in the back of a limo.

I closed my mouth around her pebbled nipples, sucking hard through the fabric. Grace screamed her pleasure, and I chuckled, knowing the driver couldn’t see us, but he could hear her.

I fucking loved it. I wanted everyone to hear how much enjoyment she was getting from me. That it was me who made her feel this way. Me, that made her happy. Even for a moment.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, jerking me to the other side. Fire shot through my veins as she took a little control. I’d give it all to her.

“More.” She said as I raked my teeth along her nipple until she was writhing on my cock.

“You want me to make you feel good?” I released my hold on her so she could sit straight in my lap again.

Her eyes sparked with desire as my hands landed on her thighs. I was addicted to how my tattooed hands looked on her creamy skin. She shivered as I trailed them up her legs.

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