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I straighten and kiss her.

Rylan makes a surprised sound when she tastes herself on my mouth, then relaxes into me. Her hands slide down my chest to the waistband of my jeans. I groan into her mouth as she works at the button and zipper, thrilled by this turn of events. We had sex two days ago, and that doesn’t feel like recent enough.

I pull away when her hand finds my cock, mesmerized by looking down at the sight of her small hand working the engorged length.

Her nails are painted the same shade of red as her skirt, and it matches my angry-looking dick. The tip is already shiny with pre-cum. I grunt as her fingers spread it around.

“Do you have a condom?” she asks.

Thank God she’s as insatiable as I am. Either is better than having to take care of this myself, but I’d rather fuck her than get a hand job.

“No, but…” I pull open the drawer next to her left leg and rifle through it. No luck, but the one below has a box of condoms. I grab one and rip it open, rolling the latex on as Rylan hops down from the counter, turns around, and leans over.

“You good?” I ask, tossing the condom wrapper into the trash.

“Yeah. My legs were just falling asleep.”

Rylan’s breath catches as I walk up behind her, her entire body jolting when she feels my erection brush the inside of her thigh. There’s a mark where I sucked her earlier that will probably stick around a while, and I hope she’s not pissed about the hickey when she notices it.

“Do you know what you look like when you come?” I ask her, kissing her neck. I rub my cock between her legs but don’t enter her yet. I already know this will be the highlight of my night, so I’m in no rush.

Rylan shakes her head. Her lips are parted, watching our reflections.

I slip an inch into her, and she moans. Her cheeks are flushed, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. I drop my gaze to watch her take me.

“You look so good, baby. You always look good. But taking my cock?” I push in another couple of inches, hissing when she clenches around me. “It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

She whimpers, pushing back against me and trying to force me deeper.

Someone bangs on the bathroom door, but I don’t react. It’s locked, and having trouble finding an open bathroom at a college party is basically a canon event.

Rylan’s still watching us in the mirror. Every reaction on her face, I feel spasm around me.

I’ve never experienced this overwhelming need with anyone except her. I’ve been turned on and horny many times before. But it’s never felt this acute. Been this blinding urge. No matter how many times I fill her or how deep she takes me, it’s never enough. I’m desperate to come, but I never want to stop thrusting into heaven.

My heartbeat hammers out a wild, adrenaline-fueled rhythm. It feels like flying down the ice.

“More,” she begs, pushing back against me. “Harder.”

I wish we were on a bed. It’s much harder to angle her the way I want her in here, but I try. Her legs start to shake. I stop rubbing her clit and pinch it instead. She calls out my name again.

I glance down, savoring the sight of her bent over the sink and stretched around me.

She looks sexy.

She looks satisfied.

She looks likemine.

Skin slaps as I pound into her, totally losing control.

“Is this what you want, Rylan?”

A choked cry is her only reply. I wrap her hair around my hand, tugging it the way I know she likes.

“You’re so fucking full of my cock, you can’t even talk. Is that what you were begging for, baby?”

She makes a choked sound. “I’m-I’m going to…”

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