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With another gasp, Georgia pulled back, her head thumping against the wood, her eyes squeezed shut. The soft, fair skin at her throat called to me. Kissing and nipping along her neck, I growled in frustration at the high neckline of her sweater, preventing me from venturing farther.
Rotating her hips, she ground herself against me, the heat from her pussy radiating through the thick material of my jeans straight to my cock.
Leaning forward, I pressed my forehead to hers. “Fuck, keep doing that and I won’t be able to hold back from bending you over a hay bale.”
“Who says I want you to hold back?” she rasped, peeling her lids open to peer up at me. “I’m tired of taking care of myself. My fingers aren’t enough.”
My stomach tightened at her words. “You think about me while you play with yourself?”
“Yes.”
“And Trap?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, thrusting her now-damp center against me with more urgency.
I slapped a hand against the wood by her head and closed my eyes to keep from ripping her leggings off and burying myself balls-deep into her.
“Shade,” she begged.
“Shh, baby,” I said against her ear. “Tell me every detail.” Her breath came in short pants, her full tits pressed against my chest with every inhale. “Where did I touch you?” I trailed the tip of my finger down the side of her neck, dipping beneath the collar of her sweater to trace the swell of her breasts. “Tell me,” I growled before biting her earlobe with enough strength to make her yelp. “Did I play with these tits?”
“Yes.”
“Arms above your head, baby.” Using my hips to keep her sealed to the wall, I gripped the hem of her sweater and yanked it over her head. My lip curled in a snarl, finding another layer to remove. Ripping the soft gray tank off, I stared in awe at the full globes practically spilling out of the top of a black lace bra.
“Fuck,” I groaned and thrust hard against her center. “Am I gentle or rough?”
I knew how I was in reality, but I needed to know what she wanted. What she fantasized about would guide me on what she liked, what she needed from me. Fuck what I wanted; this was about her. It would always be about her and making sure she was comfortable and taken care of. I liked to push boundaries, but only when I knew where lines were drawn.
“Rough,” she said, eyes once again squeezed shut. “You’d play with them until I begged you to stop.”
With a single finger, I tugged the lace demi cup down, freeing her pebbled nipple. After doing the same with the other, I palmed her full breast, pinching her hard tip between two fingers until she arched off the wall.
“More,” she begged.
My palms engulfed one full breast and squeezed, loving the way her milky flesh poured around my fingers. I studied her face, watching for the moment my hold went from pleasurable pain to painful. Except all she did was whisper soft pleas for more.
Leaning forward, I wrapped my lips around her peaked bud and sucked it deep into my mouth, lapping at the tip with rough licks.
Her movements turned erratic, faster and faster as she shifted against me, chasing her release.
“I need more,” she panted.
“Tell me,” I growled against her skin. Pinching hard, I tugged her nipple until she cried out. “Tell me, baby. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Fuck,” she cried out. “Your fingers. Please, Shade. I want to feel your fingers inside me instead of my own.”
Lips against hers, I smiled. “Good girl.”
Without wasting a second, I lowered her till her feet hit the dusty ground and slipped a hand beneath the thick band of her leggings and lace panties. I imagined they matched the black lace bra, but I had to dismiss that thought and think of anything else before I came in my jeans. Even though I’d taken to beating off daily, sometimes more, I hadn’t touched a woman in too long. If I wasn’t careful, I’d embarrass myself, which Trap would never let me live down.
Her slick center was drenched. My fingers easily slipped over her swollen nub.
“Fuck,” I rasped. My dick was painfully hard, and my balls tingled with the urgent need for release.
Shifting my hand lower, I slipped a single thick finger into her tight core, her walls squeezing and pulling me in deeper. I grunted, freezing to suck down a lungful of air, hoping that would get me back under control. Two deep breaths in, I released both slowly before grinding the heel of my hand against her clit while I added another finger into her wet cunt.
“Fuck, you’re squeezing my fingers like a damn vise,” I said against her neck. “I need you to take another, baby.” She whimpered, rolling her head against the wall. “If you want to take me or Trap without splitting wide open, we need to get this tight pussy ready for us.”
