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Climbing over his lap, she slowly settled the soft crotch of her shorts over his long, rigid length. “Oh,” she said, popping back up as soon as she felt her weight compress his cock, “is this okay?”
It was funny how fast she went from wanting to inflict pain to wanting to prevent it. “It would be better if you moved those hips,” he drawled.
She plopped down none too gently, eliciting an‘oof’from him. “Like this?” The question sounded innocent. Her gaze was anything but.
“Nah. More like this.” Luke’s hands moved to the sides of her shorts, fingers sinking into plush terry. Andy was such a featherweight he had no problem moving her the way he liked. No problem pressing her down and grinding her against his erection hard enough to have them both gasping.
“Oh,” she squeaked as he hit something fun. Something that was probably really tiny, really pink, and really wet if the damp heat he could feel radiating through Andy’s shorts was any indication. “Do it again,” she whispered.
“You want more? I can go harder,” he said, tossing her words back to her on a much deeper growl as he dragged her over his boxer-clad dick.
She answered by sinking her claws into his pecs.
“Hell, yeah,” he groaned, letting go of his hold on her hips because they definitely didn’t need the guidance anymore. Those hips were moving just fine on their own, rolling into him in an urgent rhythm as she anchored herself against his chest. His hands shifted to her backside.
She increased the friction of her crotch, jacking her covered clit against his covered tip in a way that had him groaning. And sweating. Because, holy shit, had things escalated fast. At this rate, he was going to blow his load like a horny sixteen-year-old.
Perhaps sensing how close he was — and because she was definitely a little sadistic — Andy suddenly stopped, lifted off, and knelt back down at his side. “How am I doing, Teach?”
He shot her a thumbs-up. Right next to the tent that had sprung up in his boxers. “Progress looks good.”
She laughed.
He fucking loved that sound.
And the wicked gleam in her eyes as they looked him up and down. “Luke?”
“Yes, Andy?”
“One of those videos I watched had something interesting I wouldn’t mind trying.” Her cheeks reddened enticingly. “If you’re up for it.”
A thousand percent, yes. “I’m all yours.”
Taking his left hand in her own, she pulled his arm towards the corner of the bed. When she wrapped his fingers around the bedpost and gave them an insistent squeeze, Luke had a pretty good idea of what she wanted to try.
“Naughty bird,” he teased as she did the same with his other arm.
“Keep them there, okay?”
“What if I don’t?”
She leaned down and sank her pearly white teeth into his left pec. Not hard enough to break skin. But hard enough to blow his damn mind. Because — as the nerve endings fired up and his dick grew even harder — it suddenly occurred to Luke that after ten years of regular and varied sexual activity, he might have a masochistic streak he’d yet to fully explore.
Andy’s tongue darted out to lick over the little crescents she’d left on his chest. “That’s against the rules. If you let go, I’ll have to punish you.”
“Oh yeah? How would you do that?” he taunted. “With those tiny baby teeth?”
“No,” she said, eyes narrowing. “I’ll just go to sleep.”
“That’s fucked up.”
She winked at him — fuckingwinkedat him — and his balls tightened.
“Andy?”
“Yes?”
His gaze shifted to the camping gear stuffed into her laundry basket. “You better grab a couple of those bungee cords.”
