Page 92 of Dirty Politics


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Her breathing hitched as he kissed the tops of her breasts. He tugged at the top of her dress until her breasts spilled out of it. He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked.

My Lord.

She gasped and ran her fingers through his hair.

“Oh, Liv...” he murmured into her chest.

He slid his hand up her dress - higher and higher until his fingers touched her bare ass. He squeezed it and pulled her closer to him until she could feel his erection.

Oh my god.

“I love your ass,” he said. “You have no idea.”

She giggled and grabbed his ass. “You have no idea how much I love yours.”

As they continued to kiss, he slid a finger into her.

“Fuck, Liv,” he said. “You’re so wet.”

“For you,” she whispered in his ear. “I’ve been thinking about you for days.”

He moaned.

He slid his finger in and out and circled her opening.

“Can I fuck you?” he said.

“Only if you make me come,” she purred.

He unzipped his pants and hiked up her skirt.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he said. He lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist; her arms around his neck; her skirt pulled up to her waist; her back pressed against the wall.

“Oh god,” he said, as he plunged into her. “Liv, you feel so good.”

She moaned.

“You can’t be loud,” he whispered in her ear.

“You make me want to scream,” she whispered back.

He grunted and thrust into her harder.

“Oh, god,” she said. “Harder.”

He plunged deeper and deeper still.

“More,” she said, clinging desperately to him.

God, Will...

“Liv...Liv...” he called her name with each thrust again and again.

“Liv.”

Again.

“Liv.”

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