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“Sure, if you’re a girl not getting any.”
Shifting, Boyd pulls me so I’m sitting farther up on his lap, the length of his cock pulling me from my fit as it presses into me. His eyes hood as my laughs die out, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of my shirt and digging into my hips, moving me in a slow grind on top of him.
I gasp at the friction of his movements against my clit, the slow, circular rotation sending sparks of pleasure between my thighs.
“Barring the sexist notion of what you just said, I can assure you I’m not a girl.” His grip on my hips tightens, pulling me down more firmly onto him as he rolls beneath me, his erection hot as it pokes against my ass. A moan tumbles from my mouth, and he grins. “Feel that?”
“Y-yes,” I rasp, sure that if he reached down and cupped me, he’d be able to feel the arousal pooling in my panties, soaking my sensitive flesh with each thrust of my hips.
He palms my jaw and rubs his thumb across my lips, smearing my saliva. The gesture is rough yet erotic, the kind of pain that catapults into pleasure. His free hand slides from my hip, pulling the elastic of my shorts away from my body, slipping beneath the flimsy material.
“Anyone ever touch you here before?”
I shake my head frantically, my throat dry.
He smirks, tilting my head back slightly, twisting to ghost his fingertips through my slick folds, my clit pulsing so hard I’m sure he can feel it. My fingers tingle in anticipation, thrill coiling tight in my stomach as release draws near.
I’m on the precipice, seconds from falling, not fully understanding the shift happening between us but also not willing to think too hard about it.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he growls, the pad of one finger circling my clit, the pressure making me move even faster against him. I shift so he presses more fully where I need him, supernovas dancing behind my vision when he hits the spot I’ve never cared to help anyone else find. But right now, I want this release. “Take what you need from me.”
As he pinches his eyes closed, I swear I feel the thread of his control popping loose, abandoned with me here on top of him.
Goose bumps sprout along my skin at the desperation in his voice, the hunger igniting a fire in my belly that consumes my soul. My mind is reeling, trying to keep up with what’s happening and failing as I succumb to the unreached heights of euphoria he’s bringing me to.
And for the first time in as long as I can remember, there are no intrusive thoughts barreling their way into my brain.
Nothing pulling me from the moment as I throw my head back, losing myself in the pleasure as it cascades through my body in waves.
“Here’s my real secret: I really, really want to kiss you again,” Boyd whispers, not giving me a second to protest or acquiesce, craning his neck to capture my mouth in a kiss that sends me over the edge, shattering my reality into a million jagged pieces incapable of ever being put back together.
