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When she whimpered, “James,” I obeyed the silent plea for more, mostly because I loved the sound of my birth name on her lips.
James was something I hadn’t been called for decades. Even Mom ended up using Digger more than James before I was fifteen.
It was fitting, I thought, that it belonged to her. That it was for her sole use.
My hand moved to her open fly, but this time, I slipped beneath her panties too. When my finger found her clit, her folds wet with arousal, she sobbed my name again.
God, I didn’t think I’d ever tire of hearing it fall from her lips.
As I brushed her clit, I decided to be kind.
Her past and her upbringing had shaped her. Meaning that, like a teenage boy could blow his wad in less than two pumps of his dick, MaryCat was quick to react to stimuli.
I wasnotgoing to complain about that. Especially as I thought it was tied to me.Mytouch.
Crying out as I gave her what she needed, her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling at it as she wailed through her orgasm.
Her hips rolled and rocked with an eagerness that spoke of greed, and because I wanted her to be greedy for pleasure, pleasure I’d willingly give her, I let my hand slide down, the butt of my wrist settling against the tender area as I circled her slit.
She froze, a shaken breath drifting from her lips as I thrust the digit deeper.
“Sore?” I asked then, before she could answer, warned, “Good girls don’t lie.”
She whimpered and her cunt turned into a vise around my digit. “Yes and no. B-Be careful and I’ll be fine.”
“You tell me and we can fool around in other ways.”
Her pussy fluttered. “Y-You mean it?”
My brow furrowed. “Of course I do.”
A wail escaped her at that, then she rolled off me. Just as I was cursing myself about touching her when she was tender, she was writhing on the mattress, jerking her jeans down her legs.
My lips twitched at the sight. “It’d have been faster if you stood up, baby girl.”
“No. Too far,” she panted. “You’ll change your mind.”
I didn’t have much time to wonder what I might change my mind about, and I found I didn’t care because when she was naked, she straddled me again, but she wasn’t done.
Her hands scrabbled at my fly this time and her fingers delved inside to find my cock.
I hissed as she rubbed her thumb over the tip, but then, she was straightening up and settling the glans against her slit.
That was when I clicked my tongue to stall her.
She’d already convinced me that she’d take Plan B once we were traveling home, and I wasn’t going to risk it. I’d stocked up at the drugstore, so I grabbed a condom from my pocket and covered myself with it.
She watched with eager eyes, taking in the motions with the hunger of someone who craved information as badly as a beggar gorged himself at a feast.
Still, sensing she wanted some control over this, I let her ride me once I protected us so that she was coating my dick with her juices.
Every time she bumped her clit, she shuddered like she’d been zapped by a spark of electricity.
“Fuck,” she said thickly. “You feel so good.”
Wanting to watch the show, I leaned on my hands and rumbled, “How good?”
“Perfect. So perfect. You’re so big, but I know you’ll be…” She mewled. “I know that you fit me just right. Only you. Only you,” she whispered feverishly.
