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Shit—now, my hips are rocking, too.
I need friction. Between my legs.
He tugs my dress down past my hips and cups a hand over my mound. “Okay if I touch you here?” he asks, that raspy tone making my clit throb.
“Yes,” I croak, moving back and forth in his palm. “Touch me.”
Everything is slick down there. The fabric of my lacy panties creates a lovely sensation as I rub myself against Harry’s hand.
But it’s not enough. He knows it.
He shoves me down on the mattress so I’m on my back, before yanking my dress off completely. And then my panties. His pants get yanked off, too, along with his underwear.
When we’re naked, he hovers above me for a moment. His eyes gleam with appreciation as they do a slow sweep of my naked form in the shadowy room. “You’re so fucking perfect. It’s killing me.”
I reach blindly for his cock and my wedding ring gleams like a beacon in the poorly-lit space, making my chest tight.Nadia, what the hell are you doing?
Harry’s groan shakes the walls when my fingers curl around his thick, rigid shaft, sliding downward.
Inch.
After inch.
After inch.
After…
Holy shit. How big is this dick? It’s like a foot long, seriously.
He’s panting with need. His hips lower to mine, grinding down. I meet his pelvis with mine, grinding, too.
Everything is slick and hot andwow!
We groan and rock together like high schoolers discovering dry-humping for the first time.
“Touch me, Harry,” I whine, grabbing his wrist and guiding his hand. “Right here.”
He makes an animalistic sound as his fingers slide over my wetness. “Inside?” he asks quietly.
I smile, loving how new all this is for him. “Yeah, inside.” I lift my hips again and his thick index finger pushes into my channel.
My walls clamp down and I mewl loudly and Harry starts working that finger inside me, thrusting until the heel of his hand presses against my clit. I mewl louder.
“You like that?” he asks, his voice so dark and heavy with lust, I should probably be afraid.
“I like it. I do.” I grip his biceps, jerking my hips again. My pussy swallows his finger over and over.
Harry leans back, his eyes glued to where his finger is diving inside my pussy again and again.
I glance down, too. It’s so erotic, watching him enter me that way. It makes me self-conscious. But it feels so good that I can’t complain.
Harry leans forward, crushing my torso with his. He continues to work his finger inside me as he kisses me silly. I’m breathless when he pulls back, watching my expression.
“Shit—you’re so fucking sexy like this.” He shoves in a little deeper and curls his finger.
Call it beginner’s luck but he hits my G-spot like a target and my channel clamps tight as I moan.
Fuck—the way my body responds to his touch, to his words, to the guttural tone of his voice. Wetness overflows, drenching the sheets and creating a sticky mess between my thighs.
