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“Fuck yes.” I got to work on my clothes, unbuttoning each of the small holes that ran down the front of my shirt, followed by my jeans, boxer briefs, and shoes. As I stood naked in front of her, I pumped my cock. “I want you to show me.”

“How?”

“With your fingers—that’s how.”

Still in the same position, she ran her hand down the front of her, her palm pressed to her clit while her fingers dived deeper. Her eyes briefly closed as at least one slid in, gathering enough wetness before she raised her hand in the air.

“Brooklyn, do you want me to lick that off your finger?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

“Then, feed it to me.”

She held her hand toward me, and I leaned in closer, swirling my tongue around the tips of each finger, swallowing the sweetness off her skin.

“Goddamn it, you taste good.” I lowered until her whole pointer finger was in my mouth, and when I finally pulled back, I ordered, “Now, rub that wetness over my dick.”

I moved in closer so she could reach me, and she gently grazed the length of my shaft.

But the whole time she touched me, her eyes didn’t leave mine.

They stayed locked.

Silently begging.

Needing.

Demanding more.

My arms reached above her head, caging her against my body. With her hand still stroking me, I asked, “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes. Now.”

“What are you going to do for it?”

She licked each lip. “Get on my knees.”

I chuckled. “As much as I want your mouth, I don’t think I can wait that long to have your pussy.”

“What am I going to do for it?” she repeated. She circled my width with her palm, bobbing to my sac before rising to my tip. “I can come. I guarantee that’s something you want. And I know it’s something you love to hear.” She tightened her fingers. “And feel.”

“Yesss. I want that.” I kissed across her neck, settling against my favorite spot—right at the base where the bone jutted out. “I want that right fucking now.”

Without warning, I lifted her, but I kept her back against the door and circled her legs around my waist. The moment I had her in place, I sank into her tightness, slowly at first until I got a few inches in, and then I fully buried myself.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”

“Oh God.” Her nails found my shoulders, like they’d never left. “You feel so good.”

She was breathing against my face, our noses close, our lips teasing each other.

“You want more, baby?”

“Always.” She rocked forward, as if she was trying to rub her clit against me. “Until I come. Don’t stop. Please.”

Hearing her command made everything inside me fucking pound.

It made me churn.

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