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His eyes flashed with blue fire, and I laughed...

Until he slid his hand around the back of my head, pulled my hair so my face angled upwards, and he kissed me. Teeth, tongue, slowly grinding his hips, seeking friction.

I gripped his arse, pulling him down as I drove my hips up to meet him. He grunted, the most obscene sound, and he deepened the kiss.

I dug my fingers into his arse cheeks and realised... he wasn’t wearing underwear. Again.

My god, this man.

Commando really was my favourite thing.

I flipped him over onto his back on the cushions on the floor and kissed him again, settling my weight between his legs. He brought his knees up, his hands on my arse, and he took my tongue in his mouth.

So fucking hot.

I rubbed my cock along his, hard and hot, but I wanted more tonight. I wanted to be inside him. I wanted to come in him. I wanted to make him mine, over and over.

“Where’s the lube?” I murmured, kissing down his jaw. “I wanna sink myself inside you so fucking bad.”

He stilled, saying nothing until I stopped licking his neck and looked at him. “I didn’t bring any. I thought you did.”

“No, I thought you...”

He began to smile.

“Oh, thank God you’re joking,” I said.

He laughed. “I’m not. I didn’t pack it.”

I blinked. “Then why are you laughing?”

He put his hand to his forehead. “It is kind of funny.”

I rolled my hips, letting him feel just how funny my dick thought it was. Then I had a thought. “I wonder if there’s anything in the Esky we could use.”

He wrapped his legs around me. “You’re not using your mum’s food as lube.”

“Ugh, babe,” I whined, falling onto my hand by his head. He was still hard and so was I, and this position wasn’t doing us any favours. “You shouldn’t wrap your legs around me like that.”

He bit his bottom lip and brought my nose to his. “How good are you at maths?”

Huh?

“What?”

“Maths. How’s your subtraction?”

“Normally pretty good, but right now I’m just confused. Please don’t make me do maths. I’m not thinkin’ with my big brain right now.”

He smiled. “What’s seventy minus one?”

Even my lust-addled and confused big brain could work that out.

I kissed him with smiling lips. “I’m gonna seventy minus one you so hard.”

He laughed and unhooked his ankles behind me, so I manoeuvred myself on my side, my face in line with his erection in his threadbare shorts and his warm breath on my aching dick.

I slid my arm under his hip and pulled the front of his shorts down to free his gorgeous cock. I was so enraptured by this sight, by what we were about to do, that his warm, wet mouth took me by surprise.

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