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“Oh, fuck,” I whine as I grind myself against him, my cock already so damn hard. It’s been edged into oblivion.

“Fuck, I want you,” I groan as I plunder his mouth with my tongue, and Grey meets me thrust for thrust, his dick hard against mine.

He wants me. He fuckingwants me.

I gently bite my way down his face, licking my way across his neck. I’m feral, wild, unhinged. I want to rut up against him and spread my scent on him. I want to knot him and keep myself inside of him for hours.

“Quinn,” he murmurs, his breath coming out in a raspy stutter. “Quinn.”

My entire body breaks out in goosebumps and I am so close to coming in my pants.

My lips latch on to the side of his neck and I suck andsuckas those big hands of his cradle my ass. We are plastered to one another, rocking our bodies, almost like we’re fucking.

I don’t care who sees us like this. Let them look. Let them see how crazy I am for this guy.

“Let me fuck you, Grey,” I whisper, my lips trailing up his skin. “Please.”

He groans a low rumble, and I press my lips to his once more and lick my way inside his mouth.

But before my dream can come true, his body tenses, and I feel his orgasm as he falls over the edge. His body continues to rock against mine as he rides it out and then he collapses against the seat.

Fuck, that was hot. That was so damn hot.

I mean, my dick is still impossibly hard, but hell, I’d do that all over again, just to feel him break apart.

“Fuck, Quinn. What are you doing to me? I haven’t…that hasn’t happened to me in ages.”

I reach between us and cup my aching dick. His eyes flicker open and our gazes meet.

“I’m just that good,” I say with a smirk, and he shakes his head, his lips twitching.

“You are.Jesus.”

I perk up at the compliment as his gaze travels down to the bulge in my pants.

“You didn’t come?”

He almost seems embarrassed by it, but he shouldn’t be. It was too fucking hot. Nothing to be ashamed about.

“I didn’t.”

His head falls back and he closes his eyes. “Mortifying.”

I reach out and grab on to his chin, forcing him to look at me, and his eyelids flutter open once more.

“The only thingthatwas, was epically hot. I want to do it again. And again. You can come in your pants for me anytime, Grey.”

He swallows and then that big hand moves between us, cupping my dick and my eyes roll back in my head.

Here I am, surrounded by trees, with the big blue sky as my only witness that this is happening right now.

“This okay?” he asks, and I groan.

“You can do anything you want to me, Grey. Anything.”

He squeezes me a little tighter, and I practically combust.

And when he unbuttons my jeans and pulls me out, I almost die. My hypersensitive dick is happy to have Grey finally handling it with those thick fingers.

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