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I inhaled,a low growl leaving me as the scent of her body wafted into my nose. I took thepanties from her and shoved them into my pocket. “Lay the fuck back.”

She did asshe was told, and I had a wonderful view of her pussy. Now it was my chance togive her the orgasm she deserved.

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(Amber)

When I laid back, Iplaced my feet on Sammy’s knees and waited.

He had thelight from his phone aimed directly at my center. The cool night air washedover every inch of me. I shook, trembling with need for him.

Before Icould beg for him to hurry up, he reached between my legs and brushed the backof his knuckles over my clit.

The sparkof pleasure erupting through me, forced a soft gasp from my lips.

He repeatedthe movement, rubbing his knuckle back and forth over the swollen nub. “Youever been fucked to the point you have to tap out because you just can’t comeanymore and your body hurts?”

“Almost.” Ilocked eyes with him, waiting for him to ask me.

“When?”

A sly grinspread on my face. “The other night. With you.”

He smirked,shoving his fingers into me.

I jumped,the slight burn from being stretched sending every nerve on high alert. Hookingmy hands under my knees, I brought them up to my chest.

“My littleslut wants to come,” Sammy said, pumping his fingers into me in rough, jerkymoves.

“Yes,” Iwhimpered, enjoying the name-calling more than I ever thought I would.

“Think thissweet pussy deserves it?” he asked, removing his fingers from my body andgiving my center a light slap.

“Yes,” Icried out.

“You likeit when I slap you,” he said, sliding off the bike.

“God, youhave no idea,” I told him, watching him.

“I think Ihave an idea.” He winked. “I can read your body, babe. But if I do somethingthat you don’t actually like, you have to tell me.”

I nodded.“I will but that hasn’t happened yet.”

“I know.”

Before Icould ask what he was doing, he pulled me off the bike and shoved me to theground. “Remember your safeword, Red.”

I shiveredat how deep his voice had become. “Tyler,” I whispered.

“Goodgirl.” Sammy grabbed my hips, lifting me to all fours. The sound of a tinfoilwrapper sent a wave of pleasure through my body. “Bend over and keep your assup,” he demanded, his voice smooth as silk.

I pressedmy face to the ground, digging my fingers into the cool earth beneath me.

Somethingheavy suddenly rested on the back of my head and I realized that he was steppingon me. It wasn’t hard enough where it hurt but just enough where I knew who wasin control. He was showing me his dominance, his power, but at the same time,he was showing me that by using that single word, it would stop. So really, Iwas the one in control.

“If youhaven’t figured it out already,” he shoved his cock into me, forcing ashattered whimper from my lips. “I like it rough. The other night was nothingcompared to how my tastes usually are, Red.”

The scentof the earth wafted into my nose as he pressed my head harder against it.