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When I pull my head out from under the silky white fabric of her dress, my wet grin is so big it’s nearly breaking my face.

“Time to ride this cock, Lemon.”

chapter thirty-three

lily

Jameson holds his hands out to me. When I give him my hands, he pulls me up to sit, and then turns me so my feet are in the footwell. He climbs onto the seat next to me and shuts the door behind him.

“Come here and climb on this dick, babe,” Jameson nearly groans, as he undoes his belt and jeans and pulls his boxers down enough to free his perfect dick.

“There he is,” I whisper.

“You talking to my dick, Lemon?”

When I nod, Jameson grins at me.

“Well, come over here and get reacquainted with him.” Jameson pulls me onto his lap, and I kneel on top of him, my legs pressed tight against the outside of his.

Reaching down, I drag his t-shirt up his stomach until his abs and V-muscles are showing. It’s probably not a good idea to demand that he take off all of his clothes, considering we’re in the backseat of a pickup truck in the back corner of a parking lot in Western Ridge. But I need to see more of him. I need to at least see those abs that make my pussy throb.

After I’ve explored every line of his abs with my fingers, I take his length in my hands. I drag my hands over him slowly, pulling at his flesh. Jameson’s hips rise up against me, needy for more. No matter how many times we do this, it’s never enough for either of us. I don’t know how it ever could be. And I don’t know what I’m going to do when we have to stop.

“Careful, Lemon, or I’m going to blow right in those dangerous little hands of yours.”

“Maybe I’m fine with that?”

“You’re not. That greedy little pussy of yours wants my dick to fill her up. Your pussy’s hungry for my dick, babe. Admit it.”

I nod as I stroke his dick, staring straight into his gorgeous blue eyes. I love it when he’s all possessive like this. When he claims my body. “I need your dick, kid. I need you to fill me up and take this wet pussy. My pussy is all yours, Jameson.”

When I rise up to take him inside me, Jameson presses his hands onto my hips, stopping me. “Shit. Hold on. I need a condom.”

“We don’t have to use a condom… unless you want to.”

He frowns at me, but there’s a hunger in his eyes. He wants this. Bad. “You sure?”

I nod. I don’t want anything between us tonight, not even a thin piece of latex.

“We’ve been sleeping together for months. We aren’t doing anything with anyone else. And I’m not ovulating for another couple of weeks.” My cycle’s always been like clockwork. I know exactly when I’m ovulating.

“If you’re sure about this, you don’t have to ask me twice. I’ve wanted to fuck you bare for so long, babe. I’m going to come so deep in that sweet pussy of yours. I’m going to come all over you. Ride my cock, Lemon. Take every fucking inch of me bare in that perfect pussy.”

Nodding, I slide my hand down between us and push Jameson’s head inside me. Then I press my hands onto his shoulders and plunge down, taking him all the way in. I love fucking him every way, but I especially like when I’m on top. I love being in control. And I love how proud he is of me when I ride his dick and make both of us come hard.

“You take my cock so fucking good, don’t you? That’s my good fucking girl. So tight and wet for me. The way your pussy clings to my dick is magic, Lemon. Pure pussy magic.”

“Shut up, kid,” I tell him with a grin, as I grind my hips against him. “You’re distracting me from how good you feel inside me.”

Jameson’s hands are on my hips. He’s staring into my eyes, as I lift myself up and then come down onto his length, again and again.

Then his hands slide down to the hem of my dress. He picks it up only at the front between us and drags his hand up to my waist, taking the fabric of my dress with him. “I could watch my dick slide into your pretty, wet pussy all day. The way you spread and stretch for me, taking me in. Taking my cock like a good fucking girl. I fucking love watching this pussy in action.”

Jameson presses his hand flat against the curve of my belly and presses hard. I don’t drop my eyes from his face. I don’t think I want to know what it looks like, but the way it presses his dick against my front wall feels so damn good. My eyes don’t leave his face as Jameson watches my pussy swallow his dick again and again. However, my stomach looks with his hand pressed into it, he doesn’t seem to mind.

When he drops the front of my dress back down, his eyes find mine again. The smile on his face is massive. Enormous.

“Having fun?” I whisper, my voice low and hoarse.

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