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I tried to listen for footsteps, to look out for anyone who might happen upon us, but it was impossible not to lose myself in the heat of her skin.

She stopped fighting with my fly and clung to the waistband of my jeans like she needed the support or her legs might give out. I loved that I could make her lose herself so completely without even touching her pussy yet.

I pressed a knee between her thighs. She spread for me and leaned completely against me, letting me carry her.

I needed her moans and her smiles and her sweet peachy scent. Nothing else mattered but Morgan.Please don’t leave me. Stay forever.

She rocked her hips over my thigh, taking her bottom lip between her teeth. Gently, I tilted her chin to meet my gaze. The lust swirling in her golden irises was unquestionable. I wanted to believe there was something more.

Holding that contact, I slipped my hand down slowly around her thigh as she rubbed herself on my leg, pausing at the apex of her mound. I hovered my fingers there, feeling the heat of her as she rocked back and forth against me.

It would be so easy to rip her panties to the side fuck her until the whole city heard her screaming in pleasure.

“Tell me what you want, Morgan.”

A fresh flush of red carried over her cheeks. “I….”

I flicked her hardened nipple through her dress and kissed down her neck. “Tell me.”

“I want more.”

I ran a finger over her panties. She was drenched, and I smiled against her skin, knowing it was me who had done this to her.

I flipped our positions, partly to steady her against the machine and also to offer me better access.

She again reached for my fly, but if I let her touch me, I'd lose what little self-control I had left. It was delicious torture, my cock pressing hard against my jeans. I ignored it.

“Your pleasure first,” I told her, gently moving her hand.

Her brows dropped slightly. “But—”

I needed to touch her, to taste her, to block out the world beyond this tiny room.

I stroked a thumb over the thin fabric covering her. Her lips parted and she let out soft whimpers. Whatever protests she’d intended disappeared.

I felt like a brutal beast. I had to hold back, had to be careful or I’d lose myself so deeply in her, I wouldn’t be able to find my way back.I need you, Morgan.

I continued kneading her breast and kissed her cheek, her jaw, and lower still, nestling into the crook in her neck. She moaned softly as I slipped a finger into her panties and circled her clit.

New lights flicked on throughout the arcade, with them louder sounds as some of the previously quiet machines came to life—a reminder that this was not a private space. I didn’t care.

I flicked her nipple, then lowered my hand to her hip as I circled slowly over and over again against her swollen nub.

She grabbed onto my shoulders. I lifted my head, needing to see her. Lust clouded her eyes and she parted her legs farther for me. I rubbed faster, harder, following her pleasure.

She held my gaze, her eyes burning. I slipped a finger inside of her, only to retreat and take the sweet wetness over her swollen clit.

“Ohmygosh yes,”she said. Her head fell back and she took in a sharp breath. She lifted her hips forward.

I went in again, this time deeper, pressing my palm to her clit.

She was so tight and wet, so beautiful, so perfect.

I thrust my finger in and out slowly, careful to apply just the right amount of pressure against her clit. She tilted her hips harder against my hand, taking more, breathing heavier.

She was getting close.

“Yes, yes. Don’t stop,” she begged, digging her fingers so hard into my shoulders the skin beneath began to numb.

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