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Another nod.

“You sure?”

Blink. Nod. Suckle.

“You ready for me to eat your pussy?”

Her tongue swirls around my piercing as she delivers a subtle nod as if she’s happy to just sit here and suckle him all damn day.

Only, I’m not down with that. Doin’ what I do every single day, sometimes twice a day, I scoot down her body and open those fine-ass legs. The sun highlights everything. The wet sheen of her arousal. The light dusting of hair. Her sexy little clit hiding under its hood. Kneeling between her legs, I lick my lips at the sight and groan. I fuckin’ love this pussy. It’s pretty. A pretty pussy just for me.

I drag a finger through her folds, and she arches her back, hands fisting on either side of her body. “You want me to get you off, love? Make you squirt on my face?”

Another one of those sexy nods is my offering. As much as I love her words, her little cues are just as hot. I don’t make her wait. What kinda fiancé would I be if I did? Lying on my stomach, bare legs half in the grass, I dive in.

As always, she doesn’t take long to come.

Once.

Twice.

Soaking the blanket in her essence.

I drink up what I can, as my cock hardens a second time, ready for another round. Knowin’ it ain’t the right thing to do, but givin’ zero actual fucks, I get my woman off a third time, then crawl between her legs and rub my wet cockhead all over her cunt. Pressing it against her clit, she squeaks in pleasure.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” Kit breathes, wigglin’ beneath me, skin all glowy.

I tickle her entrance with him. “How about that?”

Her eyes widen as those legs follow suit, to give me better access.

’Cause I’m a bastard, I don’t ask for permission when I nudge him inside, just the head, and rest him there, my eyes on hers, so she knows I’m the one there, not those bastards in the warehouse, not her ex, or any other unworthy piece of shit who’s taken what’s mine before.

“I’m not gonna lie, love. I wanna fuck you right now. But I won’t. I’m gonna kneel here, and I’m gonna let you feel him. You good with that?”

A shallow, nostril-flaring nod.

“Words. I need the words, love.”

Her eyelids flutter. “Yes.”

“You want more?”

“Yes.”

Doin’ as requested, I push him in halfway. Her walls contract around my girth, gettin’ used to his size, and piercing. Kit sucks in a sharp, sexy breath. I watch him there, fascinated by the bare connection. It’s been decades since I’ve gone without protection, and damn, is it fuckin’ awesome. Not wanting her to freak out and go to a dark place and lose what we have right now, I gesture for her to give me her hand. She does so without pause, and I place it between us, right where my cock is, inside her. Delicate little fingers touch our connection. My shaft, her entrance.

“You good?” I check, proud of how brave she is.

“Yes.”

“You want more?”

“Yes.”

Keeping her hand where it’s at, I glide myself inside her body. To the hilt. Kit’s eyes widen at the fullness, at the stretch, and she moans like the perfect woman she is.

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