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SIENNA
I slid my thong down my legs slowly, then stepped out of it and walked around the table.
Beck moved his chair back a few inches, so there was plenty of room for me.
“You’re gorgeous.” His voice was low as he watched me move, and his hands caught the backs of my thighs as soon as I started to straddle him.
I lowered myself down over his cock, the length of him hard against my clit. “Ohh, you feel good.”
I rocked my hips a little, and he groaned. “I’ve missed you.”
“Me too. Have you touched yourself?”
“Jerked off in the shower every fucking day, with a picture of your perfect body in my mind.” He dragged his hands up my chest and took my breasts, dragging his thumbs over my nipples. “These tits… I’d kill for them. Have you touched yourself?”
“I was too scared you’d hear,” I admitted. “I tried once, and couldn’t keep myself quiet enough.”
He gave me a gravelly chuckle. “Good. I don’t want you quiet, Si.”
I didn’t want me quiet either.
He continued working my nipples, making my hips rock more. “We need to talk about sex.”
“What about it?”
“I want to have it. A lot of it. Any time either of us is horny.”
“Sounds like fun.”
His lips captured mine, and I slid my tongue into his mouth without pause. He squeezed my breasts hard, and I rocked against him.
As our tongues tangled, my need grew hot and fierce. I pulled away just long enough to breathe, “I need you inside me.”
His chest rumbled against mine. “It’s been too long. You need my fingers first, or it’s going to hurt.”
“I’m tougher than I look.”
“I’m not hurting you, Si. The last time we were together was your first.”
“And second, and third, and fourth.”
“If you want my cock, you take my fingers,” he growled. “End of the damn discussion.”
“I thought I was in charge,” I tossed back.
His mouth crashed into mine, and he kissed me harder.
Rougher.
I pulled away after a moment. “Beckett. Tell me I’m in charge.”
“You’re in charge,” he gritted out.
“Give me your cock, now.”
He growled, but lifted me off his lap long enough to shove his pants out of the way.
When he lowered me back down, the head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and I moaned.
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