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Her pleasure-filled moan echoed around the barn, shoving me even closer to the edge of release.
Hooded gaze locked on her face, I pushed another thick finger into her, the fit so tight I almost couldn’t move. Grinding the heel of my palm against her clit, I thrust my fingers deeper, grunting when she tightened around me as she rasped my name over and over.
As she continued to ride my fingers, body still twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm, I popped the top button of my jeans and yanked the zipper down. My breath hissed through my clenched teeth when I wrapped my palm around my aching cock.
I squeezed my eyes shut, knowing it would only take a few seconds to find my release, just to have my lids pop back open when another hand slipped along my skin and gripped my base.
“What are you doing?” I said through gritted teeth, swallowing down a moan as she twisted her hold.
Instead of replying, she used her other hand to yank my boxer briefs down, exposing my entire cock. Her gaze slipped from mine, widening when she looked between us. A pang of worry slipped through my raging desire as she openly stared at my cock. I was large everywhere, and the last thing I wanted to do was scare her before I even felt her pussy wrapped around me.
But instead of balking, she released one hand, batted mine away, and then wrapped a hot palm around the tip. She moved both hands in sync, swirling her thumb around my swollen head with every tug.
My heart thundered in my chest, breaths coming in quick pants as I tossed my head back, savoring every sensation coursing through my body from her touch.
Feeling my balls tighten, a zap running up my spine, I tried to step away, knowing I was about to explode all over her. But her grip held firm, and her movements quickened. I slapped my palm against the wooden plank by her head as I leaned forward, capturing her mouth for a brutal kiss as I came. My knees went weak, thigh muscles quivering as I thrust into her hands, milking every drop of cum as it spurted all over her stomach and the front of her leggings.
With a groan, I ripped my lips from hers to tuck my face against the crook of her neck.
“Fuck,” I rasped, body still tingling from the intense orgasm.
“Exactly,” she said, her breaths huffing by my ear.
Pulling back, I grimaced at the cum coating her stomach. “Let me get a rag—”
“Just hand me my tank top,” she said, pointing to the gray material by my feet. “I’ll use it to clean up.”
Flapping the tank a few times to rid it of straw and leaves, I dropped to my knees in front of her. With smooth strokes, I wiped up the mess I’d made on her fair skin until she was clean. Tossing it to the side, I stared at her leggings, knowing there was nothing I could do about that until we got home and could wash them.
Peering up, I found her smiling softly down at me with a bit of wonder behind her gaze. She stroked a hand over my short dark hair, fingers brushing through the thickness. Not breaking her gaze, I leaned forward and placed a kiss just below her belly button. Her breath hitched, and her hand stilled.
“Soon,” I promised. Dipping lower, I bit at her leggings, pulling a bit of her pussy between my teeth too. The wall rattled when her head thumped back, making me chuckle. “Soon I’ll eat this perfect pussy.” I waited until she locked her eyes back on me. “While Trap watches.”
Her eyes widened, but from the way her breathing changed, I knew my words turned her on.
Standing tall, I gave one taut nipple a quick pinch before undoing the buttons of my flannel shirt and shrugging it off, leaving me in only my undershirt. The cold air didn’t faze me; it was actually a welcome relief on my sweat-slick skin. Working one of her arms through a way-too-large sleeve, I pulled it around her back before repeating the motion with the other.
She didn’t say a word, just studied me as I situated her tits back into her bra cups and buttoned the shirt all the way up. I stepped back and couldn’t help but laugh at how the shirt engulfed her smaller frame. Though at the same time, a swell of cocky pride filled my chest.
Her skin still wore traces of my cum,andshe was wearing my clothes.
It made me feel like a caveman and also too fucking smug.
But as long as it was all with Georgia, I didn’t give a fuck.
ELEVEN
GEORGIA
“Idon’t want to go to school,” Gracie grumbled beside me as I handed off the clean plate to dry. “Why can’t I just do the homeschool thing? It’s not like you’re working.”
I tried to not let the stabbing feeling from her words show, but the way Shade’s brows pulled in tight from where he sat at the kitchen table, I knew I wasn’t successful.
“Because you need to be around kids your age,” I said, forcing a smile. “They’ll love you.”
“They’ll hate me,” she muttered. “I’m new.”
“Which makes you interesting,” I added.
