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I shed my boxer-briefs and parted her thighs, moving between them but not bringing us flush yet. “Do you like that idea, kitten?” I asked, bending over her to brace myself with one arm near her head. “The idea of getting caught?”

She bit that plump lip of hers. “Maybe,” she said, and fuck me, heat speared through my veins at her little admission. There was a certain level of trust in sharing that, and I sure as fuck wouldn’t take it for granted.

“Sometime,” I said. “I’ll fuck you in public and give you what you want.”

She reached up, exploring the planes of my chest and the ink I had there, then lower, until she met my aching cock andgripped it. “I just want you,” she said, and those words were my undoing.

I groaned as she stroked me, guiding the tip of my dick through her wetness, teasing us both until I pumped into her hand, my hips thrusting into her touch on instinct. I pressed my lips against hers, kissing her with a newly formed hunger that had everything to do with her playing.

“Condom,” I growled against her mouth when she’d moved me inside her an inch before pulling me out again. “Now,” I said when she didn’t let go.

“Say please,” she said, and I swear to fuck I almost came at the demand.

I lifted up enough to look down at her properly, tangling my fingers in her hair and tugging on it just enough that she gasped and arched her neck. I bent down, sucking roughly on the soft patch of skin beneath her jaw, and felt her grip on me tighten.

“You first, kitten,” I finally said when she’d arched her hips, desperately trying to get to more of me.

“Please,” she said, instantly conceding.

She released me, and I was gone and back in a matter of seconds, condom on and ready.

It took all of the willpower I possessed to not instantly sink inside her, instead ensuring I went slow. It was our first time, after all, and I wasn’t exactly average size.

“Cross,” she gasped as I sank inside inch by agonizingly slow inch until, finally, I was seated to the hilt inside her.

I held still, giving her time to adjust, and letting her take the reins even though I was on top. After a few seconds, she started to move, wrapping her legs around my back and urging me to pull out and pump back inside her.

Fuck, she felt like a goddamn dream. All searing silk and fire, her walls hugging my cock perfectly as I sank inside her again and again.

“Fucking hell, kitten,” I said, shifting above her to slide an arm beneath her lower back, hefting her up so I could fuck her deeper. “You feel amazing.”

“Cross,” she moaned. “Ohmigod,” she said, gasping as she urged me to go faster. “I’m…I’m…”

Fuck me, she pulsed around my cock, already coming again, the sensation snapping every thread of self-control I possessed. I pumped into her harder, her slickness allowing me to slide in and out so damn well.

Her nails dug into my back, the sweetest little bite of pain adding to the pleasure building beneath my skin as I slammed home again and again. I looked down at her, appreciating every inch of her, and lingered on where we connected, loving the way my cock looked gliding in and out of her pussy.

My eyes trailed back to hers, and I savored the look of pure pleasure coating her features, loved the crinkle between her brow as I pushed her to that edge again. My fucking chest filled with pride that I was the one taking her here, the one making her sigh like that, whimper all needy like that.

“Cross,” she said again. “I…I can’t…” Her words were breathless, her brow pinched and back arching as I felt her clench tighter around my cock.

“You can, kitten,” I assured her, wondering how she was already spent after just two orgasms. Who the hell had she been with before that would stop after just one? We’d have to work on those numbers, and I found myself more than delighted at the prospect of doing just that.

“Oh, God,” she said, her thighs tightening on my hips. “You…fuck,” she moaned. “You feel so damn good, Cross.”

Fuck me, that did it.

Her words, her breathy little moans, her pussy rippling around my cock sent me right over the fucking edge.

I came with her, pumping into her harder and faster, seeing fucking stars I came so hard.

When my vision cleared seconds later, I slipped my arm out from behind her back, supporting myself so I wouldn’t crush her as I slowed my strokes, both of us trembling from the aftershocks.

After quickly cleaning up inside, I returned with a blanket and wrapped her up in my arms as we laid on the couch, the brisk air raising chills on our sweat-soaked skin.

“I don’t think I can move,” she admitted a few minutes later, her back tucked against my chest as I held her.

I grinned down at her, kissing along the line of her neck. “Good,” I said. “Because I don’t want you to.”

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