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“That’s all. Just one little kiss on the lips.”
“Which lips?”
Fuck, I almost died. “The ones on your face. The ones between your legs are fair game.”
“So as long as I don’t kiss you, I could fuck you right now and not lose?” she asked with a trembling voice, her ass grinding against my rock-hard cock.
“Mhmm. But we won’t.”
“And why not?”
I took a moment to drag my lips across her nape. “Don’t wanna give the milk away free, do I?”
When I rolled my hips, I swear to God she almost melted right there beneath me.
“So, what do you say, Duchess?”
“Get ready to lose.”
With my lips almost touching her ear, I said, “Don’t be so sure.”
I rose to my knees with my heart hammering my ribs, traced the curves of her waist and hips with my hands. Grabbed a handful of her ass like I’d been daydreaming about, only letting it go to slap it once, hard.
I hadn’t intended anything more, not trusting myself to hold out in our little game of chicken.
But then she moaned, reaching behind her for my belt.
I snagged her wrist and forced her hand back where it was, keeping her on all fours. For a second I just stayed there, panting into her hair, my thoughts firing through a haze of vulgarity.
Somehow, I regained enough composure to back off her, though I only made it so far as kneeling again when she dropped to her elbows and looked over her shoulder, arching her back to point her pussy right at me.
I was right, she was soaked, the fabric darker where it was tucked into her lips. Before I could stop myself, I thumbed the line, cupped her, squeezed.
“What was that about giving away the milk?” she asked.
“I said I wouldn’t give it away. I never said you couldn’t have a taste.”
The mewl she mewled hit me deep in the belly, tugging my balls toward the feeling.
“Do you know how bad I want to fuck you?” I circled her clit softly.
“How bad?” she rasped.
And then I was behind her again, my rigid cock against her ass, left hand planted next to her. My free hand reached under to slide between her legs and cup her sex. “I’ve been thinking about this pussy ever since you gave me your panties at the fair, and now here it is, wet for me, just like I wanted. I want to fuck you so bad, I almost came into that fucking pillow you put between us last night.” I pulled at the fabric until her lips were free, groaning when my fingertips touched their bare skin. “All you had to do was move. That’s what you do to me.”
I pumped my hips, wishing I was fucking her with my cock instead of my hand. I dipped my finger into her slick center and used what I found to coat her clit.
She gasped, her cheek pressed to the denim of her overalls. Her thigh twitched when her lids fluttered closed.
I curled my left hand on the back of her neck to keep her still. “Open your eyes, Duchess. I want you looking at me.”
For once, she did as she was told.
“Good girl. That’s what you are, you know that?”
This time, I slid two fingers into her silky heat, squeezing when I was as deep as I could get. Her pussy flexed around me.
“Never breaks the rules, never does anything bad. And here you are, getting finger fucked on a roof by me. Me. Who’s fucking you, Duchess?” I asked, my rhythm slowly getting faster, the heel of my palm pressing, circling her swollen sex.
