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Then my boot catches on something.

“Fuck.”

There’s no stopping it. Between the dark and all the tequila, my balance is fucked. I twist as we go down so I hit first, my back slamming into the carpet with Goldie landing right on top of me.

For a second, she goes completely still.

Then she starts laughing.

Her face drops against my chest as her whole body shakes on top of me.

I groan as I try to get air back into my lungs. “You good?”

“I’m great.” She lifts her head, still laughing. “That was sexy.”

“Shut up.”

She laughs harder.

I should probably care that I just ate shit in front of her, but I don’t.

Not with Goldie spread across me like this.

Her stomach is soft against mine, her tits are pressed into my chest, and one of her thick thighs is wedged between my legs. My cock jerks hard enough inside my jeans that she has to feel it.

My hands settle on her hips and squeeze as I thrust up against her.

Fuck, she feels good.

Goldie laughs against my mouth. “So this is how you’re making sure my first time here isn’t forgettable?”

“We’re just getting started.” I roll us so she’s underneath me and settle between her thighs. “And I’m not waiting until we find the bed.”

And then we’re kissing again, and it completely consumes me. We kiss for so long my lips burn and my jaw hurts, but I keep going. Keep wanting and needing this connection that has us both breathless and hungry for more. There’s an ache building in my chest, burning hotter by the second. The more I taste her, the deeper it goes, seeping out to my limbs, demanding I get closer. Knowing it will never be close enough.

I pull back just far enough to rip my t-shirt over my head, and the fraction of a second my mouth is off hers feels like actual physical torture. I toss the shirt blindly into the dark, diving right back in to kiss her messy, sloppy, and so fucking good while she grabs the hem of her cropped tank top and yanks it off.

Skin meets skin, and a violent shudder rips through me. Her tits press against my chest, and the soft roundness of her stomach moves against mine every time she arches under me. My hands slide down to her waist, then farther to her hips, gripping hard enough that my fingers sink in. I drag her tighter and kiss her again because I need more of her under me.

My cock throbs against the denim of my jeans, hard enough to ache. For years, I pictured making a baby with Delia. But it was always a clinical, sterile end goal. A checkbox. It was never like this. Never this sheer, desperate obsession with the process. The thought of breeding Goldie—of spreading her thighs, sinking balls-deep, and pumping my cum so far inside her she has no choice but to take it—is a primal, consuming hunger.

I shift my hips, pressing my heavy cock right up against the heat of Goldie's pussy. It’s warm, and fuck, I bet she’s so wet for me. She arches into the friction with a needy whimper, and I brush her bare nipple with my thumb.

Goldie tugs frantically at the clasp of my belt, then the button on my jeans when she can’t seem to get the belt open. Her knuckles brush the straining bulge of my cock, and a harsh groan vibrates in my chest.

"Let me," I bite out, shoving her hands away. I yank my belt loose and rip my zipper down, freeing my aching dick from my boxers. I don't bother taking my pants off. I just reach down and shove her skirt up around her waist.

"Bossy," she pants. "Just hurry the fuck up and put it in me."

The demand is a goddamn match dropped in gasoline. I hook two fingers into the crotch of her soaked panties, shoving the wet fabric aside to clear a path. Then I grab the back of her thigh and hitch her leg higher against my side. My fingers sink in deep enough to leave dents.

Her thighs lock around my waist and squeeze my hips. Fuck. My cock’s leaking in my fist. I grip the base and guide it straight into her pussy. She’s so wet I slide right in, and she’s so fucking tight. So hot it feels like I’m burning alive. She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as I bottom out, sinking balls-deep into her, but it doesn’t feel deep enough.

I curse as I tense every muscle in my body because I already want to come. I want to come so fucking bad I can barely breathe.

"Sumner," she chokes out, her hips tilting up to meet mine as she moves when I won’t.

“Greedy fucking girl,” I grit out between clenched teeth. I shift my weight, tilting her hips up just a little so the base of my dick grinds right against her clit.