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“And…you?”

“I already fucking know what I want with you. But I need an answer.”

“Yes,” she gasped, ready to pass out with needing everything she’d just agreed to. “Yes.”

His hand slid behind her neck as he pressed his lips fully against hers and she opened for him, getting his groan as he held her still.

“You already being my good girl?”

Oh God, he was being so nasty and yet…she liked it coming from him. “Yes,” she moaned around gasps.

“But you won’t always be a good girl. Sometimes you’ll be bad.” His tongue licked slowly along hers. “And I’ll have to be so fucking mean to you.”

She gave weak cries as he kissed her more. She wanted all that with him. God, was this really happening?

“Yeah, I knew you’d want to be a bad girl for me.” His hot accusation in her mouth made her need it more.

“So bad,” she gasped as his fingers slid up her scalp and clenched in her hair. “Patches.”

He pulled her hair and moved her mouth on his. “I’ll make you suck my cock. You want that?”

“Please,” she whimpered, squirming her butt to get friction on her clit.

“Youwillfucking beg just like that,” he swore, his tongue lashing at hers. “You fucking make me crazy,” he gasped in her mouth. “You make me want to be so fucking mean to you. To your pussy. To your fucking ass. I’m going to punish that ass you’re always teasing the whole fucking world with. That’s what you need, isn’t it?”

“So much,” she panted.

“Stand up.”

She was doing this. She was standing and he was undoing her jeans, and he wasn’t being slow and easy about it.

“Hold on to my shoulders.”

She did then gasped when he yanked her jeans down, his muscles rippling under her fingers.

“Black fuckingpanties, baby?” He lowered them a whole lot slower, his hands feeling her as he did. She stepped out of them, and he moved his hands back up, staring right at her privates. His touch circled behind her, his gaze rising to lock on hers as his fingers encountered her butt. She wanted to close her eyes, her heart pounding mercilessly with fear of what he thought. She really needed him to like it. His eyes rolled shut as he felt every inch of her butt, his touch barely there. They opened again, seeming to glow in the moonlight. “Take everything off.”

She unbuttoned her top and slid out of it. He took her hands and guided her down onto the seat where he stared at her as he slid one bra strap off her shoulder, then the other. She reached up and undid the clasp at the front and his eyes were there at the scene, watching. He pushed the bra open and his breaths came thicker as his gaze moved from one then the other, watching as he softly traced and teased, turning her moans nearly frantic when he focused on the very tips of her nipples.

His hands lowered to her knees, and her cries rose as he pushed her knees wide open. “I’m going to take your first orgasm, Texas,” he shuddered, his gaze hot between her legs before raising up to hers. “You’re going to be a good girl and give it to me?”

“Yes,” she gasped, holding her legs open as he moved onto his knees between them. He placed a hand at the top of her ass, staring into her face as he grazed his other fingers between her open folds, the barely touch drawing her cry.

“You want it so fucking bad, don’t you?”

She lifted her hips, her mouth opening more as she reached for his teasing fingers. “Patches,” she moaned. “Please. Finger me.”

“You need my finger in your tight pussy?”

“Yes, yes.”

“Show me how much you want it.” His hand at her ass dug into muscle, helping her thrust. “Come on baby,” he urged, giving her the tip of his finger. “Give me your tight silk.”

She lifted higher, flicking and getting more of his finger. “Oh, God.”

“Yeah, look at you. You’re fucking my finger?”

“Yes,” she shot out, flicking faster.

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