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Her hand was still on my shaft, and she positioned me at her center.
The second I pushed deep inside her, our connection was complete. I didn’t let myself stop to examine the current racing through me. How my entire being, from my head to my toes, felt electrified. Instead, I welcomed the tight walls of her pussy closing around me. Squeezing me.
And I didn’t break her kiss and warn her I was beyond screwed in the feelings department when it came to how amazing our bodies felt together. Instead, I thrusted harder, faster, and even deeper, coaxing her to moan and cry and beg for more.
I did the things I knew she needed. Because she deserved it. All of it. And I felt every single reaction from her. Every shift in movement. Every breath. Every touch.
I was doing my best not to come, but being inside her made the wait damn difficult. But I could also tell she wouldn’t be getting off from missionary sex. And before the thin rein I had on my control snapped, I asked, “How do you like it? Want it?”
She buried her fingertips into my biceps, holding me tight. “This is perfect, trust me.”
I went still and stared down at her. She blew at her bangs, so they were out of her way, allowing me to see her even better. “You can be honest with me. I’m not coming until you do, so I’ll happily try every angle until I find a way to get you off, sweetheart. I just might die in the process of holding back while trying.”
She chuckled, then let go of my arm to palm my chest. “This really is amazing. But no one has ever asked me, um . . .”
I closed one eye, not wanting to hear about the anyones who’d ever tried anything with her.
“I have this idea I’d like to try.” She wet her lips. “It kind of popped into my head while we were walking the trail last night. When you picked me up and saved me from death-by-ants.”
Lifting my brows, I rasped, “Go on.”
“I need to be on all fours.” She planted a chaste kiss on my lips, then patted my arm, signaling for me to allow her to switch positions. I wasn’t about to object to this woman placing her ass in my face. That was a body part I’d yet to see aside from in her swimsuit.
I slowly eased free from her, checked the condom was still intact, then tried to hide my gasp of pleasure as she went to her hands and knees. I grabbed hold of her hips, taking in the sight of her gorgeous ass and slender waist.
“I kind of want you to do something I’ve never done . . . but it happened in my head last night.” She looked back at me from over her shoulder. “Spank me.”
Not what I expected. “I can’t hurt you,” I shot back the only response I had in me. “Never.”
“I think it’ll feel good. I mean, no clue, but I kind of want to feel the sting of your hand on my flesh just before you rub your hand over the mark before thrusting into me.”
Well, when you put it that way. Fucking fuck, okay. “You sure?” I gripped her hips a bit harder, my cock nudging her ass cheeks, ready to go.
“Very,” she said with a nod, then faced forward and lowered her shoulders a touch, fisting the bedding in preparation.
How hard was I supposed to spank her? I was clueless. I wet my lips, drew my hand back, still a bit uneasy, then connected my big hand with her ass cheek.
I instantly felt like a jerk at the sight of the red mark on her flesh, but that emotion disappeared the second she said, “Feel how wet you just made me.”
Obeying, I skated my palm to her pussy, and well, damn.
“Now. Please, fill me now,” she demanded.
Yes, ma’am.
I positioned my cock at her center and pushed deep inside her.
I wrapped a hand around her body and thrummed her clit while we moved together, effortlessly catching the same rhythm.
Leaning in, I kissed her upper back, then buried myself as deep as possible. When she cried my name, the tremor of ecstasy shooting through her, I finally found relief myself. I came hard. Shattered into pieces as I grunted and groaned.
We both collapsed onto our backs a moment later. She turned to the side and set her arm across my chest, hugging me. “That was . . . all of it was . . .”
“Yeah,” I murmured in agreement. “Same page.” Taking another minute to catch my breath, I faced her, capturing her leg between mine as I’d accidentally done in bed that morning.
She pulled her arm back and planted her hand on my chest, right over my heart. “We’re doing that again, right? You have one more condom?” She smirked. “I know you’re vintage and all, but tell me you can go for round two soon.”
I released a hearty laugh and reached around to grab hold of her ass, then remembered a touch too late she might still be sore from where my hand had left a mark. So, I eased my grip but didn’t let go. “I can go again,” I promised. “I can go all night with you. But since we only have one more condom, I’ll have to be creative in how I make you come.”
