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“You didn’t take it,” she argues. “Igaveit to you. I wanted you to have it. I want you to have me.”
“You shouldn’t say things like that,” I growl, picking her up so that the friction isn’t so much. It really has been too long since I’ve gotten off, and I’m thinking with my dick instead of with my brain.
“I’ll say whatever I want to,” she says defiantly, turning her chin up.
Fuck.She’s cute. She’s cute and sexy and she seems all woman in my arms but—
“I’m twenty-two, not seventeen,” she complains. “I’m a grown woman and I know what I want, Derek.”
“Is that so?” I murmur, and she huffs out a breath, her breasts bouncing in my face. I want so badly to take a nipple into my mouth.
“You’re just humoring me,” she whines. “You’re just teasing me.”
I bark out a laugh. “I’m teasingyou? You’re in a string bikini, Kenna, sitting on my lap. Do you know how hard it is not to take you right here and now?”
“Do it,” she urges. “I want you to.”
“Kenna,” I groan. “Are you drunk?”
She shakes her head. “I only had one drink. I know what I want, Derek.”
“Do you?” I press up against her and she moans loudly.God, she’s going to be the death of me. She’d told me to relax, after all. This is supposed to be my vacation. I’m supposed to be able to let loose. “Fuck it,” I mumble, and untie her bikini top, Her breasts bounce free and I take a nipple into my mouth, sucking until it pebbles on my tongue.
Kenna breathes out, “Oh, fuck, Derek.”
I move my mouth to her other nipple, teasing the first one with my fingertips, and she goes nearly limp, folding over into my arms. I put my arms around her, thrusting up beneath her. This is like being a teenager, dry humping near the pool, but it feels sogoodand I don’t know how to stop.
“No one’s ever touched you like this?” I ask, nearly breathless. I feel like I could come right now, like a teenager in my underwear.
“No one,” she moans. “No one but you, Derek, and it feels so good.”
“You like the way I touch you?” I ask, unable to stop asking questions. I love the way she wants only me, the way I’m the only man to have ever made her come.
“I love it,” she breathes, looking deep into my eyes. “I think about it when I touch myself.”
Heat floods through my body and I grunt and flip her over, covering her body with my own and lying down the lawn chair. I don’t know if it’s hefty enough to hold our weight, but it’s a good thing I purchased the more expensive one, because it might.
Bare breasted, she looks up at me, a flush traveling from her face down between her breasts. I untie the strings of her bottoms, tugging them off and throwing them on the concrete.
“Wish I could taste you again,” I grumble, looking down at her sex. She’s got a tuft of pubic hair, different than the socialites I’ve been with who are always waxed bare. I slide my fingers through her lower lips, finding her slick and hot.
Kenna gasps out a breath, arching her back. “Please,” she moans.
“Please what?” I ask, smirking slightly as I slide one finger inside of her. I groan at how she clenches around my finger.
“Please fuck me,” she groans, and that’s all the push I need.
I spread her thighs roughly and shove down my boxer briefs to slide into her, slowly. I have time to think I should have been gentler, the first time, but Kenna rocks her hips toward me like she wants it rough, harder, and I grit my teeth, trying to get her used to me.
It’s not uncommon for women I’ve been with to be almost too tight to take me. I’ve always been well-endowed, but Kenna is a whole other thing. She clenches around me like a vice, so sensitive to every stroke.
I start to roll my hips, looking down at her breasts bouncing, at her open mouth, and then I brace myself on one hand and stick two fingers into her mouth. She immediately starts to suck my fingers, and I hum, still moving only my hips.
“Good girl,” I praise, and Kenna moans around my fingers. “I’ll give you something to do with that mouth soon enough.”
She moans again, her breath coming shorter and shorter, and I keep up the pace, knowing that she’s close. I keep my teeth gritted, not wanting to come before she does, and when she explodes around me I nearly shout and pull out of her.
“No,” Kenna says mournfully, grabbing at my ass to get me closer.
