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“Nope, carry on.” She wiggled her ass against the mattress as anticipation zipped through her. The orgasm had taken the edge off, but now that they had started this, she planned to enjoy every minute.
Jeff hooked his hand on the edge of his jeans and pushed them down his muscular thighs. Standing in front of her in his black boxer briefs, his cock pressed thick and hard against the fabric. She wet her lips. “Lose those too.”
“Probably best if I leave them on while we play. I’m pretty sure the second my dick touches your bare skin it’ll be game over, and I’ll be fucking you.”
She dropped her left knee open, exposing herself to him. “Good. Like I said, lose the boxers and get over here and fuck me.”
Even from where she was, she could see the arousal in his eyes, the way his jaw tensed as he watched her.
He stepped toward the mattress. “I was thinking I’d make you come again before we fucked.”
She shifted her leg again, showing him more of herself. “And I was thinking you’d make me come again while you fucked me.” Knowing how competitive he was, she added, “Or don’t you think you are up to the challenge?”
And instantly his boxers hit the floor. Jeez, the man moved fast.
He stalked toward the edge of the mattress and grabbed the condom off the bedside table and slid it on. She followed the movement of his hands as he stroked himself hard, once, then a second time.
“On your knees,” he ordered.
Kia’s nipples tightened. He kneeled between her legs. His cock visibly pulsed. With the way Jeff looked at her naked body, there was no way she could feel anything but completely confident in the way she looked. The stretch marks from having a child no longer mattered in the least. She crawled across the mattress and stopped in front of him.
“Turn around,” he demanded.
Getting on all fours, she backed up, so her knees were on the edge of the mattress with her ass facing him.
“Jesus,” he muttered.
Hearing the torture in his voice, she felt powerful. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.
He trailed his finger along the lips of her pussy. “Uh?”
“What?” she asked.
“You got lube or something?”
“Lube? I soaked your hand, Jeff. I’m pretty sure we don’t need lube.”
“Yeah, but that was a couple minutes ago and this angle sometimes—” He shrugged.
“It’ll be fine.” She shifted and wiggled her ass at him.
He gripped her hips and positioned himself at her entrance. He pressed slightly and stopped.
Okay, maybe he’d been right about the lube. He was a lot bigger than she’d remembered, thicker.
“You okay?” he asked.
There was no way she was telling him to stop. “Mm hmm,” she murmured.
He pressed slightly again. Then stopped and stepped back. She glanced over her shoulder in time to see him spit on his hand and slather his cock with it. Moisture instantly flooded her pussy. She bit back a moan.
He smirked at her. “You good?”
“Yep.” God, what would he think of her if he knew seeing him spit to lube himself turned her on that much when it should have had the exact opposite effect.
Jeff stepped back toward her, but instead of placing his cock against her, he dipped his finger inside. “That worked. You’re a lot dirtier than I remember.”
Embarrassed, she ducked her head.
