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Then again, I had been really, really drunk.
When he finally stopped, I let out a huge breath that I hadn’t even been aware that I was holding. Mickey didn’t give me time to recover, however, sitting up to wrap his thumbs in the sides of my underwear and slowly slide it back into place.
“You know, this area isn’t exactly private.”
“Yeah,” I agreed breathlessly. “But it’s a little late for that.”
“Well, late for the prelude maybe, but what do you say about finishing this up at my trailer?”
I looked down the planes of my body at him, sitting there smirking. Technically I could stop this now, while lucidity was starting to come back to me. But my body was craving more. It wanted to be filled again in a way it only associated with him.
Yummy.
“Alright,” I said, sitting up slowly. Even with all my care, my head still spun. Geez, he really knew how to wreck a girl, didn’t he? “I’ll have the assistant tell Amelia she needs to warm up for a bit and to meet her team.”
“Sounds perfect.”
Mickey
I couldn’t believe it as I pulled Amber gently into my trailer. Her face was flushed, and her lips were swollen from all our kisses earlier, but that just made me want to kiss her more.
God, was there a more perfect woman on this earth? I certainly didn’t think so. Every plane of her body, every curve, every dip, sang its own song to me. Becoming me to my undoing like a siren’s serenade, but I oh so desperately was willing to be undone.
I could nearly curse myself for allowing my mind to be mottled the first time we had shared a bed with each other. She was a revelation and deserved every bit of my consciousness to worship her. To claim her. To revel in everything she had to give.
I pulled her to me again, walking her backwards to one of the bench-like couches built into the wall of the trailer. I gripped her waist, my fingers sinking into her softness again, and pushed her down into a seated position.
“What are you-”
But I was already kneeling in front of her, demanding her lips again. I was still straining against my pants just like I had been since this whole thing started, and my body was crying out to be sated within her.
But not yet. I wanted to hear her cry out. I wanted her thighs to shake and those precious little mewls that I only foggily remembered to pour from her mouth like water.
I kissed her hard, I kissed her ragged. I kissed her until her nails bit into my back, trying to pull me closer to her. At that point, she was far too covered for my tastes, and I was pulling her leggings down once again, throwing them down towards the bedroom of my little hideaway.
I didn’t have the patience to strip her upper half completely, so I settled for pushing her shirt up until it was puddled on top of her breasts and yank her sporty bra down. Her full bosom bounced out, nipples still bright and flushed from my previous attention to them.
She was a work of art, my Amber. I sat back a moment and looked at her, the soft rolls of her stomach, the thick spread of her thighs, the pink that went from her cheeks all the way down to the top of her knees.
But it wasn’t enough. Wasn’t nearly enough. I needed more.
I hooked one hand under her right thigh and then placed it over my shoulder, yanking her hips to the very edge of the couch cushion. She let out a yelp that was too adorable, her hands scrambling for purchase.
I didn’t give her time to steady herself. I wanted to devour her. To drink her up and show her everything that she deserved. I grabbed her other leg and hauled that over my shoulder too, my hands going to support her thick, perfect peach of a bottom.
“Oh my god,” Amber breathed.
I spared a single glance to her face, which she had covered with both hands. That flush to her cheeks was now a vibrant red, but I wanted that color to spread to more of her. And if I had anything to do with it, that would be very soon.
I looked back to her center, which was now scant inches away from my nose. She was so pretty, so pink, and glistening for me. God, how wet she was should have been a sin.
“Stop staring!” she whined, trying to pull her hips away. But I held her fast, my fingers digging into the soft, perfect give of her body, and then I dove right in.
I licked a long stripe up her entire center which nearly made her buck out of my grip. She let out a surprised cry which fell on my ears like music. I needed her to orgasm, to drown in her pleasure until nothing else mattered anymore. Just us.
