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"Good god, look at you. You're fucking perfect, Pet." I almost didn't hear the words as he said them, breathing them out in an awestruck tone. Then he was on me, his hands tracing patterns over my skin that his mouth followed.

Every trailing touch had me whimpering, his nails and teeth scraping over my skin as he explored. I tangled my fingers in his hair, wriggling as the building pressure between my thighs demanded attention. Finally, he reached my center, his fingers dipping between my slick folds as he kissed along my thigh.

He chuckled darkly at the state I was already in. "Already so wet for me, Pet. I have to know if you taste as good as you look…" He bit into my thigh hard as he slipped two fingers inside me. The yelp became a cry before he attacked my core with his tongue.

"Oh… fuck…" My voice was strangled as I rolled my hips in time with his fingers, grinding against his mouth.

The anticipation already had me hanging over the edge of my climax. It wouldn't take long. I drug my nails across his shoulders before returning my hands to his hair. This Joey was not gentle, and fuck if I didn't love how it felt like he was devouring me as his fingers worked me at a demanding pace.

Tension started to wind through my body as I was thrust closer to orgasm with every stroke. He lifted one of my legs by the knee and held it up and away from my body, further openingme up for him. The shift in position was all it took to throw me over the edge. I fell apart in his hands, gripping his hair tightly as I screamed his name. His pace didn't slow as I rode the waves of my climax, causing starbursts in my vision as I came harder than I'd ever remembered doing.

I hadn't floated back down yet before he shifted, leaning back and pulling me toward him. Hooking his other hand under my knee, he pushed my legs toward my chest and slammed inside me without preamble. I screamed again, digging my nails into his wrists as my hands scrambled to hold on to something.

His moans and grunts mingled with my cries as he fucked me in the underbrush of the woods, floating on the air around us in a lewd symphony of pleasure. His pace was frantic, desperate, and hard as he moved his hands to my hips to hold me in place. My eyes rolled back as he pistoned into me and filled me so completely.

Leaning back, he wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled me off the ground, so I sat in his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, and he held me close as he continued his assault on my pussy from beneath.

"Fucking… perfect…" He groaned out as he kissed across my chest, leaving more love bites in his wake. My head rolled back, feeling another climax mounting as my body wound tight again.

"Please…" I whimpered, helpless in his hands. My nerves felt like they were all lighting up at once as I started pleading for him to not stop. His name fell from my lips like it was the only word I knew. I clawed my nails into his shoulders, and he showed no signs of slowing or stopping.

"That's it, Pet. Come for me again. Let me hear that pretty scream." His hand snaked between us, fingers furiously circling my clit as he slammed into me. I screamed my climax as I peaked, feeling the rush explode out of me like a bomb. It was so dizzying I'm reasonably sure I lost consciousness for a moment.

He only stopped long enough to flip me over to my knees before entering me again, just as urgently. He grabbed my hips and angled them towards himself. I heard the pop of his hand on flesh before I felt the sting. I cried out, but it wasn't from the pain.

"Yes!" He slapped my ass hard as he thrust into me and massaged the spot as he pulled out. The rhythm of pain and pleasure built another orgasm so fast it felt almost unfair.

"Yes! Fuck!" I couldn't talk; I could only force the words out in a scream.

He leaned forward and left a trail of love bites along my sides, his hand coming down brutally on my ass as he pounded into me. I don't know how long this continued; my head spun as sensations blended into a high.

I clenched around him hard as I felt him lose himself to orgasm when I found my fourth release. He might have yelled, but I couldn't hear over the ringing in my ears. He gripped my hips so hard I was confident there would be bruises. He didn't stop thrusting until our orgasms were over.

My head spun as he pulled out of me, and I collapsed on the ground momentarily as my limbs gave out. He gathered me to him and rolled us so he was on his back with me lying atop him. We just lay there for a while, breathing in gasps as we floated back to earth. I could tell I would be sore the next day, and the thought made me smile.

A low chuckle rumbled through Joey's chest, and he brushed some stray curls away from my face.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," he said. He sounded like himself again and felt like himself. The desperate animal energy faded back to the Joey I knew.

"Was it everything you'd hoped?" I asked. My voice was hoarse from screaming, but my breathing had returned to normal.

"Oh, Sweetheart, it was better than I'd been able to imagine…" He trailed off, and I turned my face so I could see him. His brows were furrowed as some thought crossed his mind. "I'm… sorry."

"For what?" I shifted and sat up to see him better, wondering what about that was something to apologize for.

"I didn't… I didn't ask if I could finish inside you. It just, sorta, got away from me. I should have thought about that. It was irresponsible of me." He sat up, searching my face with his gaze. I exhaled my relief and chuckled softly, shaking my head.

"You probably should have, yeah. But it's fine. I'm on the shot and not due for another one yet, so we're okay. But… for the future, maybe keep a condom on you just in case." I leaned in, gave him a reassuring kiss, and stroked my fingertips over the worry lines on his forehead.

The smile he gave me was enough to melt my heart. With Joey, it was so easy to go with the feelings he stirred up inside me. And seeing this side of him had me even more intrigued than I had been before. He stood and helped me up to my feet. I wobbled a little, but he was there to steady me. He gathered up our clothes and looked at me sheepishly when he held mine out to me.

"Uhm… I'm not sure these are any good anymore."

The back of my shirt was torn almost completely down the middle, and the side seams of my panties were hanging on by a few stretched threads. I shook my head in amusement as I slid my clothes on. The shirt was hanging loose in the front, but I held it in place with my upper arms as we walked back toward the house.

Sliding my hand into his, the walk out of the woods was pleasant. We were both basking in the afterglow and little happy bubbles were bursting in my chest. I laughed as I considered how different his sides were.

"Something funny, Sweetheart?"