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His lips meet mine, and I throw my arms around his neck as he devours me.Fuck.The things his tongue does to me, the way he ravages my mouth, makes my core ache. His hands are all over me, hungrily grasping, and I can feel his sharp nails through my dress.

The dress. Stupid thing is in the way. Caelan seems to agree, and with an irritated growl, he yanks the long skirt up to my waist.

Then his hands are on my bare thighs, teeth tugging at my bottom lip. He pulls away just long enough to drink in the sight of me, his eyes practically glowing with lust.

“You wanna get fucked right up against the wall?”

“Oh,God.” I moan. “Yes. Yes, fuck… please do that.”

I don’t give a shit about foreplay, not like this. I’m too turned on and desperate, plenty wet already, and I justneedhim.

Caelan’s grin widens into something feral as he hooks his fingers into my panties. He doesn’t even bother taking them off, just tears through them as if they are made of tissue paper.

I gasp and groan in protest because I don’t have many nice panties, but the action is too fucking hot for me to care much.

With my dress shoved up as it is and panties gone, I’m entirely naked from the waist down. And it’s not fair that I’m so helpless and exposed when Caelan’s still fully dressed.

My fingers fumble desperately with the buttons of his shirt, tugging them undone as Caelan kisses me. His fingers slide between my legs, thumb lightly rubbing my clit, and it’s a good thing he has me pinned in place with the hard length of his body because my knees would have given way otherwise.

Between the two of us, we manage to yank his shirt off and toss it carelessly aside. Then Caelan undoes his fly and pushes his jeans down his thighs.

Hard. Of course, he’s hard.I cling to him with one arm tight around his shoulders while my other hand ventures lower between us to take him in my hand.

Caelan groans, a low, glitchy, needy noise. His cock is hot and heavy in my grip, head slick with pre-cum.

“You want it, doll?” He growls. The muscles of his stomach quiver like he’s fighting every instinct to buck up into my hand.

“Yes,” I plead.

“Elias.”

Elias?Oh, right, of course, he’s still there, watching us, his eyes heavy with desire but otherwise allowing Caelan his turn. He passes a condom over—hardly necessary after all this time, perhaps, but two forms of birth control are safer than one—and I roll it on for Caelan, reveling in the way my touch makes him jerk and shiver.

As soon as I’m done, Caelan grips my wrist and pins it up against the wall. His other hand grips my thigh hard enough that I’m certain his nails will leave marks, and he lifts me off the floor.

I yelp and cling to him, my legs wrapping instinctively around his waist, and the position has the head of his cock rubbing just right against my wet, aching core.

He doesn’t stop to ask, and I don’t stop to beg. He just thrusts up into me, and I cry out as his cock stretches me open.

Caelan’s rough. His hands claw at me and toy with my breasts, his teeth sink into my throat, his cock finds a steady, hard rhythm to fuck me. And it feels amazing.

He’s not quiet about it at all—low growls, sharp gasps, the way he moans in the back of his throat as I clench down around him. And there’s no way I can be quiet about it either. Not like this, not when he’s fucking me up against the wall like a goddamn beast.

“A-aahh! Oh, God,God, Caelan.” I moan desperately. This is exactly what I needed, and the pleasure floods through me, making me lose my mind. He’s going to make me come—the manhandling, the rough treatment, the way he pounds into me, so rough but so good. It’s more than enough to push me to the edge.

“You don’t even know…” he groans, “… how amazing you feel.”

Caelan kisses me hard again, tongue fucking my mouth just as thoroughly as his cock is fucking my cunt.

His hips jerk, rhythm faltering. Close. He’s close, and so am I.

He shoves in deep and stays buried to the hilt, his cock bucking and grinding inside me as he reaches his peak. I clutch him even tighter, my back arching against the wall and thighs tensing. Caelan reaches between us, stroking my clit again, and that’s all it takes for me to come too.

I gasp his name senselessly, moaning as I clench and quiver around him with the force of my orgasm, and he moans in turn as I milk his cock.

Gradually, he lets me slide back down to the floor. I stay leaning against the wall, not trusting my trembling legs to hold me up.

When Caelan pulls his cock free, I whine at the loss. Even though I’ve just come, I still feel so overheated, heady, and achingly empty now that he’s not inside me anymore.

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