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The heat of her pussy burns through my pants, making my dick as hard as fucking steel.

Her sweet taste coats my tongue as her addictive scent fills my nose. Both make my head spin, but it’s nothing compared to when she lifts her hands to my hair and rakes her nails over my scalp.

The groan I emit is nothing like I’ve ever heard from myself before, but I don’t dwell on that thought. I can’t. The only thing I can think about right now is more, I need fucking more.

Everyone’s obsession with this woman is starting to make more sense.

She’s fucking kryptonite.

Our kiss is filthy and messy. All teeth and tongues. But she’s giving as good as she gets, so I forget about my sloppy performance and let myself drown in her.

My hips roll, grinding my cock against her. Her entire body trembles with need as my grip tightens on her thigh. Something hot surges through me as I think about adding to the marks that JD has already littered her body with.

Tugging on her hair, I drag her head back, exposing her reddened throat. My lips descend and she moans like the whore I accused her of being as I trace the marks my bloody fingers left behind with my tongue.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpers as I suck on her skin. With her arms over my shoulders, she lifts herself, wrapping her other leg around my waist, climbing me like a fucking tree. And I am here for it.

Pressing my hips harder against her, I hold her in place as I find her mouth again.

My hands slide down her thighs until my fingers slip beneath the fabric of her shorts, gripping her ass tightly and making her cry out into our kiss.

“Feel how hard I am?” I groan into her mouth. “You do this to me. You.”

“Please,” she begs, her hips moving in time with mine in an attempt to get off.

Almost frantically, her hands drop to my shirt and she begins tugging, desperately trying to free me of the fabric.

“Desperate whore.” I groan. But unlike all the other times I’ve said it, I don’t mean it as an insult. I fucking love it.

She drags my shirt up as high as she can, but seeing as I refuse to let go of her ass, she doesn’t exactly achieve what she was hoping.

Instead, she goes for my pants.

Dropping her lower, helping her out, giving her the access she needs.

My cock jerks, precum already leaking from the tip with my need for her.

Pressing her hand against my abs, every muscle in my body tenses before she shoves it down, pushing inside my boxers.

“Fuuuuck.” I groan the second her soft fingers brush my length.

As much as I want to enjoy it, the second we collide, reality slams into me.

Releasing her ass, I take a huge step back, giving her little choice but to pull her hand from my underwear and release my dick.

“Reid,” she pants, her eyes wide and her lips swollen as she leans back against the wall as if she’ll collapse without it.

“Fuck,” I grunt, combing my fingers into my hair and tugging until it hurts. “That didn’t happen. That didn’t—” My words vanish, my mouth running dry the second she drops to her knees and begins crawling to me.

It might not be what I asked for, but fuck me, it’s certainly a sight that I’ll never forget.

Her eyes remain locked on mine as her ass sways from side to side.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I ask like a moron. I guess all my blood has rushed to my dick.

I glance down, finding it exactly as I was expecting, desperately trying to punch its way out of my pants.

Alana doesn’t answer, instead she bites down on her bottom lip, dragging it through her teeth.

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