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They weren’t far away, just around the corner from where we were hiding. A few more feet, and they would find us.
I took Meyah’s breast in my hand taking her nipple between the space in my fingers and squeezed. Meyah moaned, her body melting, her hips grinding against my hand. Her nipples were sensitive, so I’d discovered, and it sounded like that was what she’d been searching for. What she needed to send her body over the edge.
“Did you hear that?” Evie asked in a panic.
“No, baby, there’s no one.”
Meyah came hard on my hand, her body writhing in my arms. Soft whimpers and murmurs of pleasure fell from her lips. Ones I would usually demand to hear loudly, but that I allowed her to keep it low to avoid us being found. My lips found her neck again, nipping and sucking at her hot skin as she came down from her wave.
Evie and Dean continued to argue around the corner, and just when I thought Meyah would want to escape and make a run for it, she reached back, her hand fighting to undo my pants.
I was surprised.
I’d have been happy to give her this, and then take her home. But as it turned out, she wanted more. “What do you need?” I whispered against her neck.
“You,” she whispered back, her breathing still heavy, her hand moving urgently.
“Say the words,” I ordered, somewhat amused and intrigued.
“Ham…”
“Meyah…”
She growled like a little kitten as her hands finally managed to free me from my pants. The woman I fucking loved surprising me once again when she didn’t even bother to ask, but instead, slipped her pants down over her ass to her knees and grabbed my length, lining it up perfectly with her pussy before pressing backward.
I leaned over her, bracing my hands on the wall either side of her and pressing my forehead against her back.
Jesus fucking Christ, this woman.
“Come on, Dean,” Evie muttered nervously. “I keep hearing things. Can we just go?”
Their footsteps came closer and closer. They would have to pass right by us to get to the parking lot.
Dean groaned. “Fine, but baby… I just want to make you feel good,” the greasy teen explained as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. I held my breath as they strolled past, too busy making out to notice we were there in the darkness.
As they cleared the opening, Meyah placed her hands just inside mine and began pressing back and pulling forward, fucking herself on my dick.
I should have felt fucking violated.
But it was one of the hottest fucking things I’d seen. She refused to ask for it. She wanted me to fuck her, she needed it desperately, but instead of saying the words, she decided just to take what she wanted. “Fuck,” I cursed under my breath, resisting the urge to take control.
I thought this was my punishment?
“Fuck me,” she hissed, moving faster, but wobbling a little on her heels. “Please, Ham.”
I laughed. “Now you need me? You just took my cock like you owned it.”
“I do own it.”
My eyebrows went up, and a smirk curled the corner of my mouth.
Yup.
This woman.
She surprised me every fucking day.
Meyah was growing, becoming more confident, taking control—in more ways than one—and just owning her own life. She was blooming into the most beautiful flower I’d ever fucking seen, and I was right there with her ready to throw shit down and support her when she needed me.
