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“Oh? Then what am I?”
He wasn’t one to often get serious with women. And he’d never been the sentimental, mushy type, but she was so fucking beautiful that his balls ached. He had it bad for her. And the less time he spent with her, the more consumed he became with her. She was his first thought in the morning, and the last thought on his mind before he closed his eyes at night.
Masturbation had become his new best friend since he’d given up fucking the horny bitches who eagerly threw him pussy. And God knew how much he loved being balls deep inside some wet pussy. But he’d given up all that—the late-night booty calls and trolling the strip clubs for sex.
The only thing on his mind was, her. And his thoughts of her last night—on his night off, had given him a hard-on he’d carried through the whole night, making it nearly impossible for him to sleep. Sex on the brain made for a hard dick. And it made for a very restless night. Still, it brought out every lustful fantasy he’d ever thought of, and even some he hadn’t.
All he wanted to do was taste her, smell her, caress her with his tongue and hands, then fuck her deep. He could still hear her soft cries of ecstasy from the last time he’d been inside her, bringing her to orgasm, and every night, he replayed—while he sniffed her panties—having her back pressed up against the wall of her cell and her legs hitched up over his hips as his dick entered her body, losing himself in her wet, silky heat.
Yeah, she was definitely more than good pussy to him. She was what his fantasies had been made up of for the majority of his life.
She was everything he had ever imagined.
He wasn’t desperate. He was deliberate. And he knew what he wanted.
She was whom he wanted to build a life with.
He wanted to take care of her.
And he’d wait for her, for as long as it took.
She made a huffing noise and glared up at him.
“Well? Are you going to answer the question?”
Desire flamed in his eyes. Then, without a word, he surprised her when he leaned in and gave her a slow, sensual kiss—they hadn’t even gotten the closet door closed good, after all—but she couldn’t stop herself from kissing him back, her tongue gliding over and around his.
He breathed her in, inhaling the very essence of her as he pulled her into him.
She emitted a soft moan and for a moment, her eyes closed and her hand leisurely eased up his back, over his uniform shirt.
The sexual tension between them thickened the air in the tiny space, making her lightheaded. She gasped for air but wouldn’t pull away. The kiss consumed her. She consumed him. And their tongues continued to tangle until her mouth inched upward and her teeth nipped and caught his upper lip. She pulled outward and sucked it further into her mouth, greedily sucking. Her tongue licked and laved before she released his lip.
He groaned and pressed his thigh into her crotch, and she realized he was growing hard against her leg. A moan built deep in her chest as he nibbled back at her lips. And, then—kiss for kiss, lick for lick, bite for bite . . . it escaped from the back of her throat, and burst out in a sound of sweet agony as his hand slid between her legs, and he touched her there. Over the fabric of her jumper and the panties that had now become sodden with lust.
Her clit tightened and strained between her legs. No, no, no. She couldn’t fuck him—not again, and not here, not now. But her body heated, and her cunt exploded in a rush of molten lava.
Her sensitive breasts rubbed against his chest through her jumper making her pussy tingle. And she heard another sigh of pleasure echo from her throat unbidden as his lips and warm kisses glided along the column of her neck, while his hands found her swollen breasts and cupped them.
“Oh, God, yes,” she murmured.
“I want you so bad, baby,” he muttered, his voice a hot whisper. She felt his arousal spreading down through her like warm fudge.
“Mmm . . .”
“Let me inside you,” he whispered, reaching for her jumper’s zipper and sliding it down. She caught his hand midway and stopped him, tearing herself away from his grasp.
“Stop,” she whispered breathlessly, drawing back slightly.
He let out a low growl in response, pulling her back into his arms. “You don’t mean that, baby. You have me so fucking horny. Just let me put the head in.”
She looked up at him incredulously. She almost laughed at the absurdity of him only putting the head in. Yeah, okay. Good luck with that. She knew as well as he did that if the head went in, so would the rest of his dick.
So—hell no, she wasn’t falling for that lame shit.
“C’mon, baby,” he urged, rubbing his dick over his pants with his hand. “We gotta make it quick. I only have another ten minutes, or so. Let me bust this nut in you.”
“No,” she managed between thready breaths, trying to ignore the long, hard column that had grown in his pants. But without forethought, she reached down between them, wrapping her hand around it through the fabric.
