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Right when she would’ve moved, would’ve shifted those legs to allow me access, I twisted us around until I was on the counter, sitting on my ass beside a shit ton of feminine wares, and she was straddling my hips.
The dress she was wearing—the one that drove me wild from the moment she walked out in it over an hour before—rode up until it exposed her beautiful ass to my roaming hands.
She was wearing a thong, so when I easily slid it to the side, and then ran two fingers through her slit from front to back, she cried out.
“Have I told you how much I fuckin’ like when you wear a thong?” I asked curiously.
My eyes went over her shoulder as she buried her face into my neck, and I had a half-second’s thought to get up and close the door but decided to hell with it.
“You’ve told me multiple times,” she whispered against my throat.
She started to reach between us, pulling my cock out of my sweatpants.
At first, the thought of wearing sweatpants anywhere was abhorrent to me.
I was always—always—dressed appropriately.
Having years where the only thing you could wear—let alone afford—was a pair of four-dollar sweats from the Dollar Store, I’d had my share of wearing sweatpants out in public.
Except, beggars couldn’t be choosers when the only thing you could fit onto your ass any longer was the stretchy shit seeing as your weight fluctuated by ten pounds every single day thanks to your water retention.
Meaning, I didn’t complain anymore about where I wore the sweats.
But it was instances like this, the ease in which she was able to pull me out over the elastic waistband, that I realized that wearing the slouchy pants did have their benefits.
Especially when the woman that I loved used them to her best advantage.
With one breath, she had me out of my pants, and inside of her.
I hadn’t even had time to move my hands or guide her where I wanted to go.
She did all the work, sheathing me inside of her until there wasn’t a single inch separating our pelvises.
“Goddamn,” I breathed, resting my forehead along the length of her collar bone.
She didn’t say anything after that, and neither did I, as we both got lost in the sensations she was evoking from the both of us.
A fast punishing rhythm was enough to even take her breath away.
And when I was coming about three seconds after she’d hopped on my cock—okay, it was more like four and a half minutes—she laughed.
“You’re kind of quick on the draw, aren’t you?” she teased as she licked my Adam’s apple.
I growled and reached between us, circling her clit with the pad of my thumb.
Her hips jerked in response, and I grinned as I leaned forward and sucked the sensitive skin of her neck between my lips.
“Everyone’s gonna know what I did to you,” I breathed after I let that skin go. “They’re going to read it in every single line of your body.”
She moaned, her body moving against my cock that was still hard for her.
Even dying, there was no way for that to go down.
I’d probably literally be on the brink of death, and as long as she was near, my cock would be hard.
Her breasts jerked against my chest, and then I felt the tell-tale sign of her pussy tightening on my cock.
Long seconds later, she pressed her forehead to my lips and said, “I love you, too.”
“Are y’all done or do we need to tell everyone we’ll be another ten minutes?” Taos yelled.
Giggling, Mavis reached for my oxygen and replaced it on my face.
I hated to admit that I needed it.
“Coming!” she cried out.
While she cleaned herself up, I used that time to catch my breath, grinning wickedly when I watched her get ready to go.
When she came to wash her hands at my side, I slipped off the counter. “I’m gonna start heading that way.”
She winked at me, and I smoothed my hand down her ass in a light caress before making my way out of Taos’ house—something I was now very much aware of when I made my way.
I blinked, surprised to find Taos leaning against the door waiting for us.
Together we all got outside and made our way to the van that I hated.
“Next time, close the door,” Taos grumbled as he stood there waiting for me to get inside.
I shrugged. “That was an exertion I wasn’t willing to make.”
Taos’ laughter was cut off by his car door shutting.
I moved to the front seat and got in, grinning like the loon that I was.
“What was that last comment?” Mavis asked as she got into the driver’s seat. “I didn’t hear.”
“He said to be careful,” I lied.
Mavis frowned but nonetheless drove us to the restaurant where we would be having dinner.
