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My hand reaches for his cock, trying to guide it to my entrance. But Conner stills.
“Condom?”
I shake my head. “I need you, now.”
He presses me further into the tree, thrusting up in one smooth stroke. Our cries of pleasure fill the air. Conner’s fingers dig into my hips, anchoring my body on his.
“You feel amazing.” His jaw clenches as he drags his cock out of me and rocks back in, filling me to the hilt. “I want to go slow, to savor it, but fuck, babe, I’m not sure I can.” His voice trembles as if he’s holding on by a thread.
“So don’t,” I taunt.
I don’t want soft Conner. I want angry Conner. I want the guy who will make me forget. Who will fuck me so hard I can’t remember my own name.
I squeeze my walls, pulling him deeper into my body. It feels incredible.
“Do that again,” he drawls, holding me atop of him, watching where we’re joined together.
I tense, circling my hips, grinding on him.
“Fuck, Kennedy. I need—” He slams into me, groaning loudly.
“Yes,” I cry. “Again.”
Conner’s thin rope of control snaps and he begins fucking me mercilessly against the tree. I rake my nails down his back and he squeezes my hips until I know it will leave bruises. We kiss and bite, lick and nip. Conner sucks my neck with so much force I feel the blood vessels burst, and I squeeze my pussy so hard around him he cusses into the night.
It’s a battle.
A punishment.
It’s two people taking what they need with no consideration for the consequences.
“Fuck, babe, I’m going to come.”
“Not without me you’re not,” I pant.
He chuckles. The sound is like music to my ears, but then Conner is sliding his hands between us to pinch my clit. It’s the push I need to go flying over the edge. Pleasure crashes over me with such force, I bury my face in his shoulder, riding the devastating aftershocks.
“Fuck, K... fuuuuck.” Conner jerks inside me, his head dropping to mine. “That was amazing. You’re amazing.”
But I’m already coming down from our moment of insanity.
What the hell did we just do?”
“Babe?” Conner eases back to look at me. Whatever he sees there makes him frown. “You good?”
I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Conner pulls out of me and tucks himself back into his jeans. My legs are weak as I stand and try to clean myself up.
“Here.” He digs around in his pocket and finds me some tissue. “It’s clean.”
I grimace, taking it from him.
Ever the gentleman, Conner turns around to give me some privacy.
“Okay, you can look now,” I say. He turns around and lets his eyes roam over my body.
“How is it possible you get more beautiful every time I see you?”
“Conner...” I sigh.
