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“Let’s make sure Casey puts her headphones to good use tonight,” I say, my voice low and tense, feeling my cock stir and the overwhelming urge to get her clothes on the floor.
Her blush deepens. “I won’t be that loud,” she protests, meekly.
A chuckle rumbles low in my throat. “That’s what you think.”
My lips fall onto hers. Lust pulses through my blood as I coax open the seam of her lips and push my tongue inside her mouth, greedy for her taste.
I’ve spent a lot of my life imagining what it would be like to kiss Phoebe, and I still can’t get over how much better the real thing is.
My cock throbs as I swirl my tongue over hers, fire rippling over my body with every slant of friction.
The kiss is passionate but gentle, sweet—until Phoebe draws my bottom lip between her teeth and bites down, torquing her head slightly to pull my snagged lip. The sharp, pleasurable pain catches me off guard.
“Fuck,” I growl. She pulls the tender lip between hers and sucks on it lightly, like she’s kissing it better.
I grab a handful of her red hair tied back in a ponytail and pull. She gasps as her head is pulled back, granting me more access to her mouth. My tongue slips past her lips again and this time my kiss is more dominant, more commanding, more possessive.
Our lips feel swollen against each other as we hurriedly strip off our clothes, making our way to her bed.
My fingertips sizzle as they rake over her perfect, smooth, creamy skin. Fuck. She’s so much more beautiful than I even imagined.
Her bra falls to the floor, and I lower her onto the bed. She moans and squirms while I tweak her rosy nipple between my fingers. The moans turn into gasps when I close my lips around the other nipple, tracing the firm pebble with the tip of my tongue.
“Hunter,” she moans my name. The sound makes pride thrum through me. I love hearing my name on her lips. I love when her moans let me know I’m making her feel good.
Her hips rise. I can feel the wetness on her panties as she grinds against my bare leg.
Fuck, it’s taking every ounce of self-control not to unravel right now, rip her panties off, bury myself deep inside her, and thrust until we both come.
But tonight, I want to try something different.
“Turn around,” I demand, hoisting my body up.
Excitement flashes in her eyes, and she obeys.
I really, really like Phoebe Sinclair obeying my instructions.
I can’t resist slapping her breathtaking, heart-shaped ass when she settles on her belly. She lets out a pleasurable yelp when my hand smacks against the firm, soft skin.
My heart races as I sink my fingers underneath the fabric of her panties and slowly pull them down her long legs.
“Holy shit, Phoebe,” I growl, dropping the fabric to the floor and letting my eyes go wide marveling at how fucking gorgeous she is.
She turns her head back to look at me. A totally naked Phoebe Sinclair, lying on her stomach, her soft and round ass cheeks bare, looking back coyly at me as strands of her messy ginger hair fan over her face is bar none the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
I can read the need in her eyes. She’s aching. She wants release.
But I’m not going to give it to her just yet.
She arches her back and moans as I grab two greedy handfuls of her ass, spreading her thighs so I can see her tight, pink pussy.
“Fuck, Phoebe,” I rasp. “You’re so wet for me.”
“Fuck me, Hunter,” she pleads.
“Soon,” I growl, grazing the pad of my thumb up the length of her slit, feeling her wetness and reveling in how she shudders from the touch.
“I want your cock in me, Hunter,” she mewls. I haven’t even got my boxers off yet, but she might make me come just from her words and her moans.
