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Her fingers fumbled with my belt before sliding it open, popping the button on my jeans. I think I grew harder from that one action alone. The zipper lowered, and her hand slipped beneath the waistband of my underwear, grasping my erection. She owned me from that moment on.
“Fuck,” I blurted, tilting my hips as she gave me a couple of hard strokes while pushing down my jeans.
“You’re so thick. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
She released my dick, reaching around to untie her skirt and dropping it to the ground. Her black lace panties followed.
My knees almost buckled as I stared at her perfect pussy.
“Lay down.”
I didn’t hesitate to plant my ass on my sweatshirt, grinning at her when she straddled my waist. My fist pumped up and down my shaft, as I watched two of her slim fingers dip between her legs, gathering up a little of the slick moisture of her arousal and swirling it around her clit.
“I need you, Spook.”
She didn’t call me Country. I wondered why but didn’t have a chance to explore the thought any further because my brain short-circuited the second her pussy began to lower over my cock. The fit was so fucking tight. So snug. But she slowly worked me inside her until I bottomed out.
“F-fuck.”
“Good?” she asked, panting as I grasped her hips.
“So fucking p-p-perfect,” I exhaled.
Heather’s lips twitched with amusement as she began to move, slowly tilting her pelvis as she moved back and forth, riding me like the naughty dark angel she was.
My fingertips slid around to grip her ass as I began to thrust upward, our bodies finding a rhythm we both liked. I rocked up into her while using my feet for leverage, noticing we ended up on a slight incline. Gravity naturally pushed her onto my cock, and I watched her hips roll with every one of my thrusts.
“P-play with your clit,” I ordered, wanting to watch her fall apart as she came. I slid one hand up her stomach, lightly teasing a nipple through the black fabric. The nipple instantly hardened. “Take that off.”
She nodded and removed her top, almost getting rid of the wings too.
“Not the wings. They’re f-fucking sexy.”
Heather swiveled her hips, leaning back as I pumped upward, going deep as her pelvis tilted. I couldn’t resist teasing and pinching her nipples, growling as I felt my orgasm approach.
Not fucking yet. Too soon.
Heather grew wetter, writhing as we rutted like wild animals. Two wild, wicked souls who collided under a harvest moon.
It occurred to me that my girl wasn’t a virgin. There had been no pain. No barrier to breach. I didn’t ask, and I didn’t judge.
Who she was with before me didn’t matter. It was only after me that I cared about.
Moonlight silhouetted her curvy figure as she continued to ride me. The black wings fluttered behind her back as her long, dark hair blew around her slim shoulders in the wind. The sounds she made, the moans, whispering my name, drove my lust to uncontrollable levels. Her fingers circled her clit, moving over the sensitive bundle of nerves as her hips bucked and she bit her bottom lip.
I pistoned my hips harder, faster, driving into her until I felt her squeeze my dick so hard that I almost came too. I felt her channel spasm and tighten around my cock, and then the sticky fluid as her release rocketed through her.
So. Fucking. Beautiful.
I needed to get deeper.
Without a word, I lifted her off me and lay her back against the sweatshirt, making sure her ass wasn’t in the dirt. Grabbing her legs, I threw them up over my shoulders and rammed back inside her as she gasped, gripping my forearms with her nails.
“Spook. Country.”
Ah, I got both that time.
“Fill me,” she begged. “Fill me up so I don’t feel so empty.”
