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“Soon.”
Her soft lips press into the cords of my skin and my cock immediately comes to life. “How soon?”
Liv’s tongue lashes out purposely against my flesh and my grip on her body tightens in warning to watch her shit unless she wants to be face down again.
“You better calm down,” I caution her, but who the fuck am I kidding? She’s gonna keep going now that I just challenged her to do so.
“I need something to remember you by,” she professes like the little fucking brat she is. “I might forget you by the time you get on the plane.”
I confidently snort through my nose. “I highly doubt that.”
Liv doesn’t discontinue her alluring assault on my neck, taunting the shit out of me to take her for the second time today. “There’s this guy that frequents the food truck often. He stands and talks to me while I?—”
And there goes my calm resolve.
Flipping her body to the mattress, I don’t allow any more words to leave her mouth because, if she wants something to remember me by, it’s going to be me taking her hard, rough, and out of breath.
Her ass is bare within seconds when I pull the sweatpants she’s wearing off her body.
I don’t bother with her shirt, shoving the material toward her collarbone as I peel her panties to the side and lick a trail straight from her cunt right to her clit.
The distraction gets me to undo my own pants as I’m a few licks in before I’m on top of her, positioning myself to enter her sweet little cunt and drive inside.
Liv squeals my name along with God’s and I don’t play nice with her this time. My thumb brushes at her pebbled nipples before I abandon them and reach between us to twirl her clit around with the pad of it.
She arches her back against me, hinting for more, but she doesn’t have much room because I barely give her any. If she wishes to have memories of me while I’m back at home packing all my shit, I am only happy to oblige her.
Liv is mine.
And I have no problem reminding her of that every damn day of her life.
“Hudson, please,” she begs, chasing my body with hers.
The softness of her skin and body is unmatched. I’ve never been so obsessed with someone in my entire life. If it were legal, I’d chain her to me every day just to get my fill.
To touch her whenever I wanted and do exactly this.
“What’s the matter, baby?” I taunt back like an asshole even though she started it. “I’m only drawing it out so that you can?—”
“God, shut up,” she breathes, encasing her arms around my neck. “Fuck me like you own me. Make me beg for it.”
My lips coil into a smile as I get to my knees and give up all the space between us. Spreading her thighs wider, I ease my cock out almost to the tip.
“I’m not sure if I can make you beg for something this good, Opie,” I vouch, slowly filling her up again. “Though you’d have me on my knees in front of you every day for this pussy if you made me beg.”
“It’s all yours,” she claims, running a hand down to the spot where my thumb was just at. “You see how full you make me feel?”
My eyes draw to where we’re joined as I watch my cock leisurely fill her body, and it’s counteracting with what I was just going to do which was make Liv beg for me to make her come.
“You’re taking me so damn good, baby,” I tell her, almost sounding like I’m in a daze. “You were made for me and only me.” Then the thought of what she said to me about some dude hanging around the food truck seeps into my brain and my resolve snaps. “And you can tell that motherfucker who keeps hangin’ around the food truck that if he touches?—”
“He’s seventy years old and visits the beach every afternoon for his daily walk,” Liv admits through soft little pants. “He’s harmless.”
Of course, he is.
A mirthless chuckle rumbles from my chest, because leave it to my girl over here to get me jealous over some senior citizen with a cane. “Nice try, baby. I’d almost believe you if I thought you were purposely trying to rile me up.”
“I was.”
