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And again, and again. We met in a sequence of frenzied little pecks, the tension thick and hot, the taunting contact launching the blood to my cock, which broadened against her pants.
Give me your moan.
Ragged, I inched back and raced my thumbs across her freckles, then dragged down her throat and cupped her jaw. My thorn’s eyes fluttered apart, those irises lined in jester diamonds and flashing like the steel of a blade. Latching onto my face, she repeated my actions, skating her fingertips over my features. We did this with a fragile type of lust, as if we were younger and meeting a fledgling age.
Her grip sank to my ass, wracking my muscles with shudders, the agony divine. The soft outline of her pussy abraded my erection, the steady throb of her cunt pulsing through her pants and my skirt, rendering the fabrics obsolete. In no time, my dick lengthened, and an obscenity sat on the knife’s edge of my tongue.
Kiss me until I fucking die.
Shaking my head, I muttered that curse and swooped down. My palms clamped the sides of her face, holding her in place.
And then I kissed my princess.
Not roughly, nor swiftly. But with all the dedication of a fiendish man who’d fallen hard.
I slanted my lips and clamped them fully onto hers. At the same time, Briar sighed and launched onto her toes. Lunging her arms around my neck, she dove her fingers into my hair, clutching my scalp as I spread that mouth wide and whisked my tongue against hers.
My hands mirrored Briar’s, sliding to the back of her head and fastening her there, the better to seal us together. Like this, I deepened the kiss, pistoning my tongue in a fraught tempo. Briar keened, her mouth sprawling beneath mine. That delicious tongue writhed languidly with my own, licking and savoring. I groaned, putting the strength of my jaw into it, putting my soul into it, the angst and sweetness of this night my undoing.
I kissed her to claim her. I kissed her to cherish her. I kissed her to love her.
On a tortured moan, Briar peeled her lips away, the flesh swollen and scarlet red from the onslaught of the kiss. The sudden movement pried our hands from each other, yet we remained pinned, with her chest adhered to mine.
Beneath the cavalier hat, a draft of wind rustled the burnished strands of Briar’s hair. Those glazed eyes flapped at me, and I felt my own pupils inflating. Gales of oxygen heaved from our lungs, hot air siphoning between us.
Briar licked her lips, the sight doing calamitous things to my rigid cock. This time, she was the one to shake her head in wonder. And one passionate request came out. “Again—”
My palm seized the nape of her neck and yanked her forward. I hoisted the princess into me, my mouth crashing against hers, cutting off the plea.
The hat toppled from her head and hit the grass. Briar gasped in approval and flung her arms over my shoulders, her body coiling and the humidity between her thighs stoking my pulse like kindling.
Her wish was my command. Again and again. And fucking again. I would brand her and worship her. By Seasons, I would give it all.
My fingers dug into the princess’s skin, and my free hand plunged to her ass, gripping one cheek and locking her to me. My tongue licked along the wobbly crease of her lips, splitting them open and pitching inside the intimate well of her mouth.
Briar sobbed against my tongue, her body pliant and melting against my frame. Her mouth rocked under me, kissing me back, wanting me back.
With a low growl, I tore away and descended to the crook of her neck. My lips seized the sensitive flesh and sucked until she arched, a suffocated noise falling from her. I prolonged that effect, the flat of my tongue lining her collarbones, the neckline of her shirt fluttering open. I suctioned Briar’s skin between my teeth, plied her with open-mouthed kisses in the basin of her clavicles, and licked up the column of her throat before snatching that breathless mouth once more, probing it with my tongue and shattering when she met the rhythmic thrusts of my lips.
Enough and more. My mouth shaking, I forced myself to release the princess. Tacking my forehead once more to hers, I walked Briar backward, with our eyes welded together. Drugged, we made the long trek across the grass, feeling the brunt of every step as if it would never end.
Briar gave me an imploring look, silently begging me never to stop, never to let her go. I felt the sweet desperation of our movements. What I was about to do to her wouldn’t be rough and fast, nor erotic and leisurely. Nay, this would be passionate and devastating.
Mutinous lovemaking. An excruciating fuck.
We remained in danger of being caught, with any number of revelers able to stroll by. With hundreds of people in proximity, we treaded a fine line. And we did it well, following that fucking line straight to the shed’s clapboard wall.
Let them see who we are. Let them watch us. Let them judge.
I stalked the princess toward the facade, then thudded her against it. Briar emitted another savory noise, this one beseeching. My body hummed as I fenced her in, the bridge of my cock primed against the sumptuous heat filtering through her pants. How wet she was, the slickness dampening her costume straight through.
The jacket strained across my chest, far too constrictive. Briar squirmed, the looser clothing burdening her as well. Without glancing away, we unbuckled the closures, my fingers plucking open her shirt, and her hands brushing apart my jacket flaps.
With a quiet jolt, I batted open the shirt. Then I tugged down the bodice, and her exquisite tits sprang from the fabric.
At the motion, oxygen pushed from Briar’s lungs, even as she reciprocated by unclasping my jacket. She did this slowly, unfastening the garment at a luxurious pace. Inch by inch, my torso expanded into view, and her attention riveted on the slab of muscle, which rippled with each beat of my lungs.
I could suck those nipples between my teeth, and she could destroy me with her mouth on my pecs. Instead, we intended something more. She pulled me to her, and I fell into Briar’s body, wanting only to feel the rampant percussion of our hearts.
