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“Mmm-hmm…” His lips find my neck as he moves my hair to one side. “But the thing is, my babies are showing in that dress, and now I want you to have my cum, too. I want it dripping down your thighs when you walk into that party.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a caveman?”

Placing one palm above my head, with his other hand, he slowly pulls down my panties until they hit the floor. His sweatpants and boxer briefs are the next to go.

“No. You. Only you. Only ever you.”

Picking me up in his arms, I wrap my legs around his waist, my lacy thong dangling on the end of my heel.

I giggle. “My thong is still hanging from my foot.”

Setting me on the kitchen counter and standing between my legs, he looks over his shoulder at my outstretched leg. Grabbing the thong, he tosses it across my apartment, and it hits one of my floor plants, now hanging off one of the leaves.

“Fucking plants,” he part grumbles, part chuckles.

“Hey, that’s Howard. He’s one of my oldies.”

Turning back to me, fire swarms his eyes. “Now, where was I? Oh yeah, that’s right. Fucking you.”

His mouth crashes against mine as one hand cups my face, his long fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of my neck.

Taking one of my hands in his, he wraps my palm around his hard length as we both pump him. “You feel how hard you make me, Princess? Are you already dripping for me?”

“What do you think?”

Pushing my dress over my hips, he swipes a hand through my pussy as he smirks. “I think when you sit down next to him at some fancy table tonight, all you’ll be able to feel is me.”

He enters me fast, and I gasp from the way he stretches me out so fully.

“So good. Your pussy is so good.”

“You feel so big,” I gasp.

Pumping into me, his black training top strains against his flexing abs and biceps. The sight from this angle is fucking glorious.

Jensen Jones is glorious.

“Come for me, Princess. Let go with me.”

His slick hair falls over his darkened eyes as he fucks into me on my kitchen counter.

“I’m so close, JJ. I’m so fucking close.”

“Yeah, you are, baby.”

I crash over the edge, my hips losing control as I cry out so loud; I know everyone around us can hear the way this man has just owned every part of me.

Pulling me back into him so he’s as far seated as possible, he holds me dead still as he brings my lower lip between his teeth. He shudders and jerks, and I know he’s coming; I can feel his warm release as it shoots deep inside.

He pulls out and takes a step back, opening my legs wide as he drips from my pussy. A satisfied smile pulls at his lips. “You’re mine—all fucking mine.”

I want to argue, give him back talk, and be the brat I always am. But this time, I don’t. Instead, I simply lean forward and kiss him.

“Thankyou so much for coming tonight.” Marrisa kisses me on the cheek.

“It was a beautiful evening.” I wrap my arms around her. “I’m so sorry I can’t make the wedding but, you know…”

“I know, I know, work.”