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Chapter Nineteen

Amir

Wewereintheback seat of my truck. Rain poured like a waterfall onto the roof, locking us in to our own private cave. No one could see in, not that anyone was out anymore.

Zadie’s top was down, her skirt around her waist, thighs on either side of mine as she rode me. She held on to the seat behind me, rolling her hips and pushing herself down on my cock.

I was losing my mind. Hell, maybe I already had, going in deep with a girl like this. But goddamn, who would blame me? She rode my cock like she couldn’t get enough. My sweet little Zadie, all wild, desperate to take me. And her soft ass slapping my legs, tits bouncing in my face, the taste of her on my lips, I was just as desperate.

“You my good girl, Zadie?” I snapped my hips up, hitting her deep, making her gasp.

“Yes,” she hissed.

“Tell me.” Both her hips in my hands, I pushed her down and rose to meet her. Her eyelids fluttered, but she kept them open and focused on me.

“I’m your good girl.”

“Mmm, yeah you are.” I trailed my hand along her spine, making her arch into me. Leaning forward, I closed my lips around her pretty pink nipple, suckling gently, the way she liked. My girl could go hard on my cock, but she needed soft here. When I gave her what she needed, she rewarded me with the sweetest cries, my whimpered name, her utter physical devotion.

I switched to the other side. Her fingers wove into my short hair, holding me to her. Insides clamping around me, trying to pull me over before I was even close to ready.

Popping off her tits, I gave her thigh a light smack. “No. You’re not ending this.”

She shook her head. “I don’t want it to end. I can’t help it. Your mouth on me, I can’t, Amir. I don’t have any control.”

I hummed, holding her hips again. She fucked like she danced, fluid, loose, easy. Like she was boneless, pouring her body over mine. I’d never had it like this, like her. I knew I’d love being inside her, but my girl took it to the next level. And it was all mine. She hadn’t learned tricks or techniques from some other dick. Zadie gave me what she wanted to give me out of instinct. That only made everything she did sexier.

“Slow down, mama. I’m gonna rub your clit until you come, then I’m gonna fuck you hard.” Her inner walls clamped down on me. I slapped her thighs. “What’d I say?”

She stopped moving. Her swollen lips parted, and a mewl broke free. “Please.”

Releasing my hold on her, I dragged my palm down her curved belly to the slick heat between her legs. She held mostly still, gently rocking toward my hand as I circled the pad of my finger around her clit.

“You’re so wet.”

She nodded. “For you.”

“Were you wet when we were dancing?”

“So wet.”

“Did you feel how hard I was?”

“It made me even wetter,” she confirmed.

“What would you have done if I had lifted the back of your dress and fucked you right there? Right on the beach, where anyone could have looked our way and seen us?”

Her breathing stuttered. The hand braced on my chest clenched. “I would have been worried, but then I would have gotten lost in you like I always do. I would have screamed your name so everyone knew how much I liked it.”

I pressed harder on her clit, making her writhe. “That’s hot, mama. I like talking about it.” Cupping the back of her neck, I tugged her ear next to my mouth. “But you know I’d never do that, would I?”

“No,” she whispered.

“Why not?”

She didn’t even hesitate half a second. “Because I’m yours.”

“That’s right. I don’t share this pussy. These pretty tits are only for my eyes. I own your cries.”

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