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She bites my neck while her fingers work my belt buckle. Her desire for me is a huge fucking turn-on, and my dick throbs.
“Fuck, I love you.” The words escape without a second thought, and my body tenses, panic flashing through me.
Thankfully, she doesn’t seem to notice the slipup. She lowers my zipper and continues to kiss my neck, and I exhale a shaky sigh of relief.
She frees me from my boxers. With her hand gripping my shaft, she notches the head of my cock at her entrance and slides me inside her warm, wet cunt.
Sucking air through my teeth, I hiss at the intensity of having her stretched around me. Next to my ear, her breath hitches, and she makes these hot as fuck whimpers with every inch she takes.
I fist the back of Jackson’s jersey for leverage and flex my hips to meet hers. “You like riding my cock, baby girl?”
“Who wouldn’t?” Her ass meets my thighs, and she releases a shuddering sigh. “You feel incredible.”
Goddamn, what is she doing to me? I’ll remember her words until I’m old and senile.
“Put your arms behind your back, baby. I need to fuck you.”
Without hesitation, she obeys, always eager to please me.
I bind her wrists in one hand and clasp the back of her neck with the other. “You’re my favorite thing. Don’t forget that.”
Because I’m about to fuck her as if she’s not.
Before she can respond, I pound into her, and she bites my shoulder to stay quiet. Thank fuck I have a suit coat to put over this shirt.
The noise of our bodies coming together with every powerful thrust is muffled by our clothes, leaving only the sounds of our pleasure.
“So tight. So wet. Fuck, you’re a dream.” I bite my lip, but as hard as I try, I can’t stop the shit that tumbles from my mouth. “This pussy was fucking made for me.”
She widens her knees to take me deeper. Her cunt gets wetter, her legs shake, and her hips writhe with my strokes. “Ethan,” she cries.
Jesus, the way she calls my name could make me come alone.
Knowing she’s close, that she’s loud when she comes, I grip her chin and throat and shove two fingers in her mouth, demanding, “Suck.”
Her body quakes, and her pussy locks around me, milking every inch of my cock. She whimpers and moans against my fingers, her teeth sinking into my skin. And fuck, my balls ache to unload.
On the brink of ecstasy, I bury my face in her neck. I gasp for air and shatter into a million pieces, never to be put back together the same again.
“Fuuuck…” I grit my teeth and slam into her one last time, then a few more while my dick jerks inside her.
I never want this to end.
We catch our breaths, coming down from the high, and my cock kicks with aftershocks. She rakes her fingers through my hair, and my chest swells with everything I’m desperate to avoid.
I take her face into my hands, lifting her lips to mine. “You’re fucking perfect.”
She returns my kiss. “So are you.”
My head is filled with wild, ludicrous words I fear will slip out.
Instead, I kiss her with those words on the tip of my tongue, pouring every ounce of emotion into her. I caress her arms, back, and tiny baby bump until we’re out of time, and she’s sliding on her underwear.
I tuck in my shirt and fasten my pants. “I like knowing your panties are soaked in my cum while you’re wearing his jersey.”
She stares at me, her mouth hanging open, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.
The biggest grin ever spreads across my face. Damn, I’m going to miss her.