Page 35 of Switchin' Lanes

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Hollywood

This isa moment I’ve been waiting too long for. To claim Tink as mine. I’ve always been willing to share her with Diesel. I just never knew how they would feel about it. Luckily, we’re finally figuring it out. I have a lot to make up for since I tried pushing them away for so long. As long as they’ll have me, I’ll forever be doing what I can to make it up to them.

As I crawl up the bed, Tink bends her knees, allowing me to settle between her legs. I brace my arms on either side of her head, caging her in. Her breathing quickens.

“Are you nervous, little Pixie?” I grin.

She shakes her head.

“I feel as if I should warn you,” I say. “I’m not gentle like Diesel.”

Her eyes sparkle with desire. “I like it rough as much as I like it gentle.”

“Is that so?”

She nods her head with a playful smirk and biting her lip. I swipe my thumb across her lip, making her release it.

“No more biting your lip. That’s for me to do.” I place a kiss on the corner of her mouth. Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips. I place light kisses down her neck while I reach behind her back and unclip her bra. She wiggles it off, tossing it to the floor. I flick her nipple with my tongue, causing her to whimper. Sliding my fingers in her panties and between her folds, I find she’s already wet.

“What got you worked up the most,” I ask her. “Was it when I pinched your nipple?”

I slide two fingers in her wet pussy. She moans.

“Or maybe when I had your nipple in my mouth?” I whisper in her ear as I pump my fingers in and out slowly.

“Mmm,” she sighs.

“How about when I slammed you against the door?”

“Ahh,” Tink shouts when I hit her g-spot. She moves her hips, grinding against my fingers. I pull them out and she whines.

“That was it, wasn’t it?” I grin. “Me bein’ rough turned you on?”

She nods her head. I cup my hand around her neck without putting pressure on it.

“Should we find out just how rough you like it?”

“Yes,” she moans. “Please.”

“Such a good girl sayin’ please.” I lightly squeeze her neck and kiss her hard. When I pull away, I sit back on my knees. I slide her panties off and stand from the bed. “I don’t think you’re ready for this,” I tease.

“I’ve been ready, butsomeoneis enjoying teasing me,” she replies.

I shrug. “It’ll only make it that much more worth it.”

I grab a condom out of my wallet. Ripping it open, I toss the empty wrapper to my jeans and slide it on my painfully hard dick. Crawling back up the bed, I grab her hands and place them above her head.

“This is your last chance,” I tell her. “Are you sure you want this?”

“He says as we’re laying here naked.” She laughs. “I’ll reassure you as much as you need me to. I want this. I want you.”

“That’s all I needed,” I tell her. I slam my cock in her pussy to the hilt, making her cry out. I pause, letting her walls stretch to accommodate me.

“Move, please,” she begs. “I need you to move.”

“I love hearin’ you beg.” I move my hips fast and hard. She takes every bit of it, meeting me thrust for thrust. With one hand holding her hands, I move the other to her neck, putting just enough pressure for her to enjoy it. I watch as her eyes roll to the back of her head.