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I doubted he was just as good putting it on as he was taking it off, but before I could really complete the thought, or challenge him, he moved.
With one hand around my ass, and the other a little bit lower, he lifted me up until I was straddling him.
It was more than obvious, too, by the way that my back pressed up against the cool door what we were about to do.
I was about to be fucked standing up.
Cool wood met my back, and then warm lips started to travel down the length of my throat. The dueling sensations made my brain short-circuit.
My hands once again found his hair, but I couldn’t think past the fact that I could feel his erection pressed against my bare pussy.
And he had a big erection.
As in, he was pressing against me so fully that I could already feel the hurt that was going to come from this act later.
But right now… well, I was never really good at staying away from things that hurt me.
He sawed his erection through my folds, coating his erection in my wetness. With each long stroke he took, the more I realized that there would never be any coming back from this.
I would always be gone for Etienne LaFayette.
Even after he was through with me, my heart and soul would belong to him.
“You got that serious face on again,” he rasped, his mouth now teasing my earlobe. “You okay? Do I need to slow down?”
“Yo, boss!” I heard called out. “You got a truckload of wood outside, but I’m fairly sure that it needs to go to the other jobsite. You want me to send them away? You want to talk to them?”
Etienne’s foreman for this job was on the other side of the door I was pressed against, and it was the single hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
Now, just because I’d never had sex didn’t mean that I didn’t know what to do with a penis. I’d done enough exploring on my own, as well as research—porn was okay, okay, people?—to know what to do next.
I was wet enough.
Plus, I could practically taste him where I wanted him.
With only a shift of my hips, the next glide through my sex stopped him at my entrance.
His continued momentum forced a solid three inches inside of me before he could stop himself.
A low curse had the foreman on the other side of the door laughing and apologizing. “I know, boss. I know. But without your right-hand woman, we’re kind of lost. I can send him away.”
“Send him to the other jobsite,” Etienne sounded normal, but I could see the vein pulsing in his neck. I knew he was anything but normal right then. “Tell him to check in with Marty. Marty will take it from there.”
Who the hell was Marty?
“Will do, boss.” The man left. “Chick that owns this place is out here with her man. They’re taking a look at all the storage. I’ll tell them where you are.”
The instant denial that sprang from my tongue was drowned out by Etienne’s.
“Please don’t,” Etienne squeezed as he pulled out, only to push right back in. “I’ll be out there in a minute.”
“Sounds good,” the man left. I could hear his boots clomping away.
Before I could so much as brace myself, I went from having half of his cock inside of me, to his full cock in between one breath and the next.
The force of his cherry-picking sent my head back into the wood door behind me.
My eyes, although open, were glazed and staring at a whole bunch of nothing.
Dissociating with situations that made me uncomfortable or had high emotions was normal for me. Yet, this wasn’t a normal, dissociative situation. I wasn’t dissociating from anything.
There were just a whole lot of sensations going on all at once.
And, ladies and gentlemen, I’d just like you to know that Etienne was hung. As in, he was the biggest thing I’d ever had inside of me, and I’d used a lot of dildos in my life. So that was saying something.
My vagina was fully awake and ready to take on the world. Or Etienne, anyway.
“Etienne,” I breathed shallowly for a few short seconds. “Holy hell.”
His forehead dropped to rest against mine.
“You’re so small,” he rasped, sounding strangled. “Too small. Did I hurt you?”
Did he hurt me?
“No,” I fed my fingers through his hair once again. “Not in the least.”
Etienne made a low, rumbling sound in his throat, and started to slowly pulse in and out of me. Deep, gyrating thrusts that were building me up and up and up until they were driving me insane.
I wanted more.
I wanted it all.
“Etienne,” I snapped, yanking his hair inadvertently. “If you don’t fuck me, I’ll leave.”
He chuckled, pulling his head back so his big, captivating eyes could peer into mine. “I was waiting for you to be ready.”
