Page 170 of The Hookup Experiment


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And here. I really want him here.

I pump him with a steady stroke.

He pulls back with a sigh and tugs at my skirt. "Off."

"Not yet." I shift my hips, so I can do away with my bikini bottom, but I keep my skirt on. "Like you said. On the phone."

I pump him again, then I drop to my knees and wrap my lips around him.

His hand goes to my hair immediately. "You're gonna make me come."

I take him deeper.

"Fuck." His eyes flutter closed. His fingers knot in my hair.

He fights himself. His desire to win, to make me come, to come inside me. I'm not sure.

I only know I love the feel of it.

I take him deeper.

Deeper.

Until his head falls back.

Until he surrenders.

I wrap my lips around my teeth, pull back, take him again. A little harder, a little faster.

Again.

Again.

His hips buck. His palm presses against the back of my head, guiding me farther.

Again and again.

Then he pulls me back onto his lap and flips me onto my back. "Baby, you're going to pay for that."

He climbs down my body, rolls my skirt up my thighs, and brings his mouth to me.

He's not patient either. He works me with hard, fast flicks of his tongue. He tests the speed until I tug at his hair. Then the pressure.

He's there quickly, giving me exactly what I need, working me with his warm, wet tongue.

I fall back; I let my eyes close. I let my body respond to his.

Fuck, he's good at this.

Really fucking good at this.

He toys with me again and again. He winds me tighter and tighter, so tight I'm sure I'm going to break.

Then I hear the splash of the pool. I remember where we are. I blink my eyes open and I survey the scene.

The woman from the pool is finished and she's watching us.

Her partner too.

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