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“I’m not into matching sets, but these went together,” she said. She wasn’t much of a thong girl and that was all they had that went with this bra when she was shopping. The black lace with the red trim was good enough in her mind. It’s not like they were going to stay on.

“Since they are coming off anyway, it doesn’t matter,” he said and actually tore them off of her. There were two pieces on the ground now.

Yeah, that just sent fluid almost gushing out of her.

“Wow,” she said.

“Couldn’t help myself,” he said.

He reached for the condom to cover himself. He’d recovered fast. Actually he hadn’t even shown any sign of having come already, other than the taste in her mouth.

She turned and gave him a shove to the closest piece of furniture. Her corner chair.

Before he could move, she climbed on top of him, spread her legs and sank down fast.

She let out a groan, but then something clicked in her head and she stood up.

“Sorry, change of plans.”

She turned around, her back to him, and he must have realized what she was going to do and inched closer to the edge of the chair to give her a better angle to sit down that way.

She put her feet up next to his legs so she was on her knees, then slid back some and she was leaning forward with her hands on his thighs. Holy shit this angle was nothing she’d ever felt before.

It was almost as if it was doggie style but yet not.

She was able to lift up and down and almost felt herself coming on that first stroke.

“Jesus,” he said. “Don’t do that just yet.”

“I have to,” she said. “I didn’t think it’d feel like this.”

“Me neither,” he said. His fingers found her nipples through the lace of her bra and started to pinch her rougher than she expected, but the pain only brought her pleasure and she found herself grinding against him.

“I’m so close,” she said. “I’m just going to have to finish.”

She didn’t care if he was close or not. She could finish before him. She wanted to feel him inside of her all night if she had her way.

Her body took over and she found her foot came off the brake and slammed on the gas to get to the finish line of a drag race almost bouncing up and down on him now.

She was going to win because nothing was slowing her down.

Her breasts were jiggling in the bra that offered no support other than turning the man on underneath her.

Her ass might be jiggling some too, but who the hell cared when all she wanted was the pleasure that was screaming to be unleashed.

The minute everything in her body tightened and released, she let out a primal shout that would attract animals in the wild.

It was pretty damn close to what they were doing now, two animals going at it.

The pulsing between her legs was going on and on with Gabe’s hands on her hips and him lifting up into her, his grunts matching the screeching coming out of her mouth.

Then he just slammed her right down on top of him and she felt them coming together. Each delicious pulse was felt between her legs.

When his hands came around her for a hug, she realized she was welcoming the gentleness now.

But when he kissed her neck slowly she wondered if she had as much of a hold on her heart as she wished.

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