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He cupped her face and tilted it up toward him. "So good you won't ever be able to forget."
"I never can with you." She turned her head and kissed the inside of his palm and then, because it was Leah, she sucked one of his fingers into his mouth.
All of the blood in his brain went south in a rush. Later he'd tell her how he felt, but now he needed to show her.
"Get your clothes off."
"Is that how we're doing this?" She dropped her hands to the hem of her shirt and whipped it off over her head revealing another hot pink bra. "With you ordering me around?"
"You get off on it." And God knew so did he.
She grinned and undid her jeans. "I do.
"
Quick as lightning, he bent down and grabbed her ankles, sending her backwards so she was flat on her back on his bed. He yanked her jeans off in one fluid motion, releasing her long legs and a pair of hot pink panties so small they barely qualified as underwear. The sight was enough to make his mouth go dry. Then he spotted the damp center of her panties and his balls tightened.
Slow and gentle? Yeah. That wasn't going to happen.
"Take them off before I rip them off," he ordered.
Without asking any questions, she hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband and slid them down her hips before lifting her legs so her toes were pointed at the ceiling. "Help a girl out?"
He didn't need to be asked twice. He whipped them up her legs and tossed them to the floor.
"Spread them. Let me see what's mine."
Keeping her legs skyward she did just that until her legs formed the perfect V with her juicy pussy at its apex. It was pink and wet and the only place in the world he wanted to be. He kicked off his shoes and got rid of the rest of his clothes in record time.
"Damn, you're so wet for me." He skimmed the pad of his thumb down her slick folds, rewarded by the way her thighs shook the moment he touched her. "I was going to make you wait and beg to feel this big cock in you." He slid his thumb inside, rubbing against the sensitive skin on the bottom of her opening as he did so. She moaned, dropped her legs so her feet were planted on the bed, and lifted her hips to take in more of him. "You have a hungry little pussy though, don't you, Sweets?" One, two, three pumps of his thumb inside her as she rocked her body against him. "It would be cruel to deny you." He withdrew his thumb and then circled it around her hard clit before leaning forward over her. "I want to taste you so bad, but I know you need cock."
"Now," she said, leaning up enough to reach behind her, unhook her bra, and toss it away.
That was his Leah. Beautiful. Demanding. Ballsy enough to go after what she wanted, no matter what. "Then open your mouth and don't suck."
Anticipation sparkled in her eyes as she complied.
He slid his thumb, wet with her desire, over her ruby red mouth. "Don't you dare lick that off." Faster than he'd ever moved before, he reached over and grabbed a condom from the drawer of his bedside table and rolled it on. His balls were already tight against his body and his dick was hot and ready to blow and he hadn't even sunk inside her tight walls yet. Tormenting them both wasn't smart, but he couldn't seem to help it. He glided the tip of his cock over her clit, loving the way she moaned and writhed beneath him, and then lined up with her opening. Resisting the primal urge to surge forward, he leaned over her, her slick mouth only inches from his.
"Now I can taste you and fuck you at the same time." He crashed his mouth down onto hers at the same time as he pushed his hips forward and buried himself balls deep in her welcoming heat.
There was nothing slow or gentle about this. It wasn't like making love on a lazy Sunday afternoon. It was a desperate, almost crazy fuck—hard, demanding, and right on the edge of rough.
Leah's hands cupped his ass, her nails biting into his flesh as she pulled him forward and lifted her hips so he sank deeper inside her.
"God, yes," she cried out.
High on the taste and feel of her, he lifted his chest enough that he could look down at where their bodies joined.
"That's it, Sweets." Fuck. The image of his glistening wet cock plunging in and out of her was one he never wanted to forget. "God, I love watching your pussy swallow up my dick."
"Feels so good." She wrapped her legs tight around his waist, tipping her hips to deepen the angle. "So right."
"That's because it is. This is how it should be with us." He didn't mean the sex—although it was phenomenal—and he was pretty damn sure she didn't either. Whatever else happened, this wasn't over when she left Catfish Creek.
In and out, forward and back, he pounded into her as she met every thrust. The friction, the force, the tempo being exactly what was needed take them both to the edge and push them right over. It started at the base of his spine--the tingling that built with each breath, each thrust, each time she undulated against him. He was close, so damn close but he couldn't come yet—not until he felt her squeeze him tight.
"Drew," she moaned, her head thrown back and her hips moving in tandem with his. "Faster. Please. So close."
