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I slide up her white tank top, looking at her for permission.

She doesn’t waste time, removing it herself.

Braless tits are so close to my mouth that I have to shift her on my lap to keep a semblance of control.

I push her hair behind her bare shoulders, touching every expanse of skin except where she wants it.

My hands run along the outline of her body, only grazing her full tits, which pulls a frustrated noise from her.

Summer’s fingers dig into my shoulders, and when I look at her, her eyes are ablaze.

“I’m half naked in your lap, Crawford. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what I want you to do.”

I move just a hairbreadth away from her strained nipples.

“I know what you want. It’s always clear what your body wants from me, Summer, but I know you like it like this.

When I tease you., make you suffer .” My breath blankets her goosebumped skin as I leave gentle kisses between her tits.

The hand squeezing my shoulder moves to the nape of my neck.

“Don’t tell me you want me to beg because that’s never going to happen,” she declares.

Slapping the side of her breast, I watch it bounce. “Only good girls get rewarded. And you’re not being a very good girl right now.”

“I’m a brat, you’ve said it yourself.” She moves closer so she can whisper in my ear, her tits pressed against me. “Now make me come, Captain .”

I swallow so hard I’m surprised my tongue doesn’t go down.

Games are my thing. I’m good at them, good enough that I always win, but here, Summer wins.

Every time. There’s no chance I could ever refuse her, especially when she smiles like that or draws her bottom lip between her teeth with a deceptively innocent look.

The sweet tits in my face are also a plus.

My hands fly to the buttons of her jeans, and hers to my belt. We’re fumbling, trying to shed our clothes as quickly as we can. She shifts from my lap to peel her jeans off. The eagerness is almost animalistic as we focus on one goal.

“I want you like this. Want you to ride me,” I say when she’s naked and back on my lap.

She takes me in her hand, giving me a slow pump. I shift to angle her perfectly, my hands spanning the entire width of her waist, and I revel in how much smaller she is than me.

“ Fuck , wait,” I grit out before she lowers herself. “Condom.”

But when I reach over to grab my bag, she stops me. “I’m on the pill.”

It takes everything in me not to choke and form a sentence. “Okay…I’m clean,” I say, clearing my throat. When she nods, there’s no hiding my shock. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she says. “I trust you, Aiden.”

With warm pleasure blanketing my chest, I take hold of her hips and sit her on my cock so slowly, my head lolls. Every inch of her squeezes me like a tight wet fist with three simple words fluttering around us.

Summer’s fingers tighten in my hair when her ass slaps my thighs. Her face scrunches in half pain, half pleasure as I move her up and down my length.

“You’re so tight, Summer. Fuck, I can’t get enough of you.”

She closes her eyes and rests her forehead against mine, but I can’t take my eyes off her.

Her face, her tits, her taking me so well.

She’s mesmerizing. Nothing I’ve imagined holds a candle to the reality of her.

When I kiss her, her pace slows, and she rolls her hips, causing me to let a rough moan into her mouth.

“You feel so good,” she praises, leaving kisses all over my face.

“You like my cock? You like that only I fill you up?” My throat is tight when she nods. “Then be good and take it all.”

Her eyes brighten. “Who said I’m a good girl?”

“We both know you are when you’re riding my cock, Summer. Now make me proud, baby.”

She shifts back, bringing her hands behind her to rest them on my thighs. She slides down until I’m buried deep, her nails digging into my skin. I lose my breath at the view of her naked body taking me bare inside her pussy. I’m living a wet dream, and I can’t remember how to function.

She smiles when she sees my tight jaw and wild eyes, then moves high until only the tip throbs inside her. I groan.

“Am I being a good enough girl for you, Aiden?”

I lean back to look between us and bask in the wet sounds of her arousal. “So fucking good, Summer. So good.”

She hums and lowers herself again. “Then don’t touch me.”

My eyes are so focused I barely process her words. “What?”

“I want you to watch me. No touching.”

“Fuck no.” My grip tightens. But she stops, sliding up until my dick threatens to bob out of her.

“Your choice.”

“ Okay ,” I concede, pulling away my hands. “Okay.”

Her wicked smirk matches her rhythmic movements, threatening my sanity. With her face inches away she buries me to the hilt, and I struggle to keep my eyes open.

“I’m going to come.” The words grate against my throat. “Tell me to come inside you,” I whisper the demand against her lips as my hands dig into the couch, itching to touch her.

A heavenly sound leaves and whispers, “Come inside me.”

“Then let me touch you, baby,” I beg. “ Please .”

She must take pity on me because she takes my hands and brings them right to her full tits, and I squeeze.

She’s so wet, I can feel it all over my thighs.

My thumb presses her clit, and I pinch it between my fingers.

She cries out, slumping forward, and the tremor and the tight grip of her pussy makes me come too.

It’s her sated smile when she drops her forehead to mine that cracks my chest wide open.

Fuck .