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Her hair fell in soft tendrils over her shoulders, down her back and brushed my fingers.
“Fuck, baby. You should wear it down.”
I rubbed the ends of a silky strand, imagined the dark curtain spread over my pillow.
Scout trotted over and nudged Bridget’s thigh. She laughed and gave him a pet.
“If we’re going to be roommates,” I told him. “You can’t be poaching my girl.”
Scout looked up at me, tongue hanging out with happiness.
Bridget laughed.
“This one’s mine. Go take a nap.” I pointed toward the thick rug in front of the fireplace. We didn’t pull his things out of the trunk yet, but he’d be just fine until we did.
Lifting his chin as if insulted, he turned and did as I said, circling three times before settling in, eyes closing.
“Where was I?” I asked, tucking my fingers into the hem of her shirt, slowly worked it up, meeting her eyes and ensuring this was what she wanted. When she raised her arms over head, I got the green light and stripped it from her.
Her bra was pale pink and simple. But was it fucking hot as hell because it was perfectly sheer, her nipples completely visible. There was no lace. No satin. No ribbons.
I groaned because… fuck me. Pre-cum spurted from my dick just looking at her.
“Take it off,” I said, my voice husky and deep.
Reaching behind her, she undid the clasp, let the bra slip off her shoulders, then dropped it on the floor, forgotten.
Setting my big hands at her back, I pulled her in closer, bent my head and took one lush tip into my mouth. Licked and sucked at that hard tip.
Bridget cried out and her fingers tangled in my hair. “Mav!”
I kissed my way from one to the other. “That’s right. Say my name.”
With my mouth on one breast, I cupped the other, played with her nipple, then switched. Back and forth until she was squirming, riding my dick through our shorts.
“I bet you can come if I play with these beauties enough,” I guessed, my voice deep and rough like sandpaper. “But there’s more of you I want to explore. Up.”
I gripped her hips and lifted her off my lap.
Standing before me, she was perfection. Her hair was wild and long, her eyes blurry with arousal. Her breasts were pink from my play and her nipples hard little raspberries, all slick from my mouth. I flicked open the button on her shorts, slid down the zipper. She took over, shimmying the cotton down her hips so they pooled around her ankles. Her panties matched her bra and was equally sheer. I could see she wasn’t shaved or waxed bare, but had a trim little thatch of dark hair above pink pussy lips. And I could see a dark spot proving she wasn’t just wet but soaked.
I growled, ran a finger over that drenched fabric.
“You are wet. That for me?”
I lifted my gaze from her panty covered pussy to her eyes. She bit her lip, nodded.
“Show me,” I growled.
Her eyes flared and she pushed her panties down.
“Give me your foot.” I patted my thigh and she lifted her leg and did as she was told. Undoing the laces on her sneaker, I pulled it off, then her sock. She set her foot back down on the wood floor, then switched. This time, when I was done, I held her ankle.
Shook my head, so she knew not to move.
“Look at you.”
With her leg raised, I could see her perfect pussy. Glistening and swollen, her clit peeking out from full pink lips. I breathed in her sweet scent. My mouth watered to taste her. I set her foot beside my thigh on the couch so she was more stable, but still wide open. Settling my hand back on her hip, I cupped her pussy with the other. This time, there was nothing between my fingers and her sopping core.
