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“You’re so fucking wet, and I’ve not done anything to you yet. You need my cock don’t you, Baby?”
“Shut up, Ben, before I talk myself out of this,” she snaps and hell if that doesn’t make me laugh.
“I’ll let you win this time, Junie,” I concede.”
“Great,” she mumbles. “Now, can you get busy, before I remember what a bad idea this is?”
I bite down where her neck and shoulder meet, making her cry out. She tries to muffle the sound by pushing her mouth against her arm. I suck on the skin, wanting to leave a mark there. Then, I adjust my hold so I can spin her around to face me. I want to look in her eyes when she comes. Her hand goes to my bite and her eyes practically shoot sparks at me.
“That’s to remind you that I’m letting you win, but I’m not a man you can order around, Junie. No matter how much I’m dying to fuck you.”
“You’re an asshole,” she snarls.
“I know. I can’t forget, because you keep reminding me, Baby. Now, I’m going to make this quick because we’re not completely alone, but someday soon, Juniper Sellers, I’m going to get you in my bed and take my time with you.”
“Not happening, Sheriff,” she sasses, as I push back into her pants and slide my fingers against the wet lips of her pussy.
“It’s going to happen, Junie, even if I have to tie you to my fucking bed,” I growl as I rub my fingers over her clit. At the threat of tying her to my bed, a fresh wave of wetness flows against my fingers, and I fucking grieve that it’s not my face between her legs. “Oh, Junie. Look how wet the thought of being tied to my bed just made you. Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll give you that. I’ll give you any little fantasy you have in that head of yours.”
“Right now, it’s that you quit talking and get busy,” she huffs. “Can you give me that?”
I thrust my fingers into her tight entrance, pushing them as deep as I can and not doing it gentle. I push against her walls, stretching her, before retreating back to fuck her again.
“I’m going to have to tame that mouth of yours soon, Junie.”
“Not going to happen, Sheriff. Others have tried.”
“I’m not them, Junie. I’m me, and when my fingers are pounding your pussy, fucking you, or hell, any part of my body is giving you pleasure, you use my damn name. Now say it or this is over before we begin.”
“Ben,” she moans, her eyes closing with pleasure.
“Good girl. God you feel so good. I can already feel how your muscles are trembling around me. You’re ready to come aren’t you, Junie?”
“Yes,” she whimpers.
I push her bra up, her tit falling into my hand as I seek out her nipple and begin to torture it. My fingers have set up a rhythm now, fucking her hard and slow.
“Oh…” she gasps her eyes opening to look at me as my thumb grinds against her clit, while I tunnel in and out.
“You like that?”
“More,” she begs and hell if she only knew how much I want to give her more. “Fuck, Ben, I’m going to come,” she purrs.
She didn’t need to tell me, because I can feel it.
“Please God, tell me I can kiss you. Give me something here, Baby. You feel so good and my cock is dying,” I groan, unwilling to take what I want, just in case she still has issues.
She doesn’t respond, instead, she slams her lips against mine, her tongue thrusting into my mouth, taking the kiss I so desperately wanted to give. My hand moves from her breast, to wrap into her hair, twirling that long tail of hair around and around and using it to hold her mouth in place as I take over the kiss.
Our tongues mate, war, and fight but finally she gives in and lets me have control. I pick up my speed, finger fucking her harder as she comes, soaking my digits and squeezing them so fucking tight that my cock is pushing against my jeans in jealousy. I keep fucking her relentlessly, driving my fingers into her over and over, and letting her ride out her orgasm.
I pull away from her lips and take my hand away, only when I’m sure she’s finished. Her eyes open just in time to watch me lick her cream from my fingers.
“Someday soon, Junie, it’s going to be my head between your legs, and I’m going to lick that juicy little pussy of yours clean,” I tell her once I finish.
“Not for a while,” she says, taking a breath that shudders through her body. She adjusts her bra and shirt, then buttons her pants and she does all of this without truly looking at me.
“Oh, it will be soon,” I promise her, hating that we have to end it now.
