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Fuck, she’s cute.
“You think you closing your mouth to me is going to stop me?” I glide my tongue over her wet lips. “You think that doesn’t make me even more determined.”
She turns her head, but I grip her chin and turn it back.
“Kiss me.”
She can’t help it. Her lips part, and with a groan, I slide my tongue in and seal my mouth over hers. I take possession, claiming it. Claiming her.
My cock flinches between us. “See what you do to me? How much I fucking want you.”
I trail a finger over her stomach and across her bare pussy, loving how her mouth parts with a sigh and her face shimmers with the obvious pleasure she can’t hide from me.
I find the slippery nub of nerves and begin to torture it with my finger, tormenting it with maddening circles until it’s engorged and swollen, and she’s stirring on the bed.
Beneath me, she fights the sensations coursing through her because she has a point to prove. But it’s a losing battle, and she writhes restlessly, her body betraying her arousal, and when I slide one finger into her, a strangled gasp gets lost in her throat.
“I’m not going to come.” She breathes heavily, fighting it.
“So you say.” My finger finds the sensitive nerve endings once again, and she shudders. “But you forget one very important thing…”
She swallows back a gasp of pleasure. “W-what?”
I brush my lips to hers. “I’m very good at making you come.”
I increase the pressure and pace of my finger and send her over the edge. She falls apart beneath me, her body succumbing to the ecstasy streaming through every limb, nerve, and fiber. I lean down to kiss her, and she cries out against my mouth, hating this and wanting it at the same time.
“What was that about not coming?” I rasp.
But it’s hard to tease her when I’m so fucking hard. Because watching her come and feeling how wet she is, has my body screaming for satisfaction.
“Fuck you,” she whispers against my lips.
I think about making her come again with my fingers, maybe add in some tongue, but there’s no way I’d survive.
“With pleasure,” I say, notching my cock to her and entering with one smooth thrust.
Her cry is husky and desperate as I rock my cock into her, and fuck, there is no fucking way I am going to last. Rory’s possessiveness and jealousy, combined with the tightness of her pussy, has me wanting to come before I’ve even fucking begun.
“You’re so fucking wet for me.” I push in deeper, harder. “Just like I’m so fucking hard for you. Feel that, baby? Feel how fucking hard you make me?”
She whimpers and hearing her arousal makes my cock flinch. I’m aching to come. Need to come. Then she does the unthinkable. She tries to flip me and almost flies off the bed, but I roll with her so she doesn’t hurt herself until I’m on my back and she is above me. She climbs on, reclaims my cock, and begins rocking against me.
My hands go to her hips. “What are you doing?”
“You always think you’re in control.”
“I am always in control.”
“I mean self-control.”
“That’s what I mean.”
“You don’t get jealous?”
“Is this admitting you were jealous?” She glares at me, and I smile up at her. “Baby, I get jealous as hell. Seeing Merrick eye fucking you made me want to push all his teeth down his throat. But they were extenuating circumstances.”
“Extenuating circumstances?”
