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She groans, and I chuckle. That is until she slides a hand past the loose waistband of my jeans to dig her nails into my ass, trying to urge my forward. Commanding me to bury myself in her tight wet heat. I clench my teeth and hold firm, maneuvering my thumb to massage her clit as I delve my fingers into her folds.
Paige moans, and I think I’ve got her. Just one more push.
“After you come, I’m going to slide deep into you and fuck you hard. You’ll be feeling my cock tomorrow. Begging me to drive you back out here and take you over and over. And I’ll do it, Paige. Because this is my sweet little pussy.” I curl a finger inside her to emphasize my point.
“Oh!”
I smile at the shocked ecstasy on her face as she falls apart underneath me. Her fingers claw into my back and her face flushes an intense red even in the dim car light, and it’s the most glorious sight I’ve ever seen.
Plus, it means I can fulfill my promise.
With the walls of her still clenching, I pull my fingers out and push inside her, sliding in slow until I’m completely in her embrace.
“Dash.” My name on her lips is more moan than anything else.
I take it as permission, dragging myself out before slamming home again. Over and over. The friction of our bodies connecting threatens to roll my eyes back into my head. Her noises, whimpering and gasps interspersed with my name, make my blood pound harder.
With the tightening of my balls, I know I’m close.
And that’s when she lets out a yelp, her core pulsing around me again.
I made her come a second time, and the knowledge is the last bit I need.
“Hell, Paige!” With my head buried in her shoulder, my shout comes out muffled, and then I lose all ability to speak as pleasure rolls down my spine.
I finish, sitting deep inside her.
When my brain reboots after its temporary short circuit, my first thought has me wrapping my arms possessively around Paige’s waist.
If she tries to leave me, I don’t think I’ll be able to let her go.
PAIGE
Dash’s panting breaths against my neck slow to a normal rhythm, but instead of moving to slide off me, he chooses to hug me tight to his chest instead.
Not that I’m complaining.
The feeling of his hot, slick skin against mine is enough to get me drunk, and I don’t like the idea of being left cold without him. So, I circle my arms around his neck, returning the embrace.
After a moment of holding still, Dash turns his head enough to press warm, open-mouthed kisses against my neck. Goosebumps chase down my skin, a pleasant reaction to his affectionate display. He moves lower, sliding out of me, but still keeping his lips against my skin.
“Two times.” Disbelief colors my voice, and Dash raises his head to grin up at me.
“Wanna go for three?”
“You can’t be serious.”
“When it comes to getting you off? Fuck yeah I am.” Dash stands up, sliding off the condom, and tucking himself back in his jeans, but not bothering to put his shirt on. Instead, he grips me around the hips and drags me along the smooth leather seat of my Impala until my ass sits at the edge.
Then the magnificent man crouches down and dives in to lick me.
I buck and groan, pressing the heel of my hand to my forehead as if that will somehow keep my mind from liquifying and spilling out my ears.
I love the way he plays with my body, finding every little pleasure spot.
I love the way his eyes go wicked and dark.
I love hearing him curse when he comes.
