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Hesitation is probably the one fucking thing I could use next to restraint right about now.
Her hand manages to catch mine before it can return to my side and tuck it about an inch underneath her tit, leaving my thumb to linger in an easy to graze distance. “I’m not asking or begging, Mutt.”
Because why the fuck would she?
She’s barely asked for a goddamn thing since she’s been here.
She just sort of wants, and we someway…some…fucking how…just…give in.
It’s like if the word temptation was 3-D printed with a pussy and a rack worthy of crashing my truck over.
Something I almost did daydreaming about doing this very shit on my way home this evening.
I grunt my annoyance yet simply stay still.
After all, there are worse things than having her wrapped up in my arms.
Flooding my senses with vanilla.
Grinding her ass up and down the span of my shaft.
The realization of the latter has me pausing to affirm what it is I think is happening. That she is indeed sliding my cock between her fabric covered ass cheeks. That she really is rocking her entire body into the motion, doing the very imploring she just declared she wasn’t going to do. I force myself to swallow my groans, which is an easy task until I make the mistake of peeking underneath the sheet to actually see the sight of her ass coating my cock the way it wants her pussy to.
At least for now.
I’ll take that sweet ass eventually.
Just not our first time.
Again.
Unless she begs.
Logic makes an effort to persuade me to leave the situation while instinct blatantly laughs in its face.
Knows what’s about to happen is supposed to happen.
Declares Kipp isn’t going to hate me for this but thank me.
Thank me for test driving his new plaything to insure it’s safe for more than just joyriding.
Knocking my lips against her ear is attached to me growling, “Don’t fucking toy with me, little rabbit.”
Bunny cranes her neck over her shoulder so that our eyes can briefly meet. “Then you toy with me…” Her mouth lowers just enough to let her tongue snake out to touch me with the jewelry I wanna feel. Need to feel. Am gonna fucking feel. “Sir.”
Getting my tongue against hers is done in tandem with yanking a fistful of her hair. I lap up the muted whines of pain and inspire new ones with lash after lash after lash against the little round ball of chaos that’s been calling to me since we first met. Attempts to fight back are made, but they’re pointless.
Wiggling in hopes I stop the tugging that’s being given to her hard nubs is pointless.
Everything that isn’t submitting to me right now is fucking pointless.
She wanted to play with the big bad wolf.
Then she’s gonna fucking play.
Ripping up the back of her shirt barely precedes shoving my cock into her tight, wet pussy. And while the first thrust is sharp, it pales in comparison to the one that comes next. Bunny’s lower half does its best to work away from the intensity of being suddenly taken, except that’s not what I want.
I want her feeling every single moment of this and every fucking inch.
