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roam over every inch of my bare skin. “Please tell me you have other ways to get to know the other ones.”

She smirks and stands up, unbuttoning the top button on her jeans. “Yeah. I’ll play board games with Finn.”

My hand goes to the back of her head, my fingers tangling in her silky hair as I pull her to me, my lips meeting hers but not kissing her yet. “He’s really bad at games.”

She laughs and nips on my bottom lip, making me groan. “So, you aren’t going to back out this time?”

“You want me to fuck you, I'm all for it. I’ve wanted to fuck you since you walked through the door.” I pull away from her lips and look down into her eyes. “Do you want this though? Did something happen today?”

She shakes her head, but I don’t miss that her eyes are glistening with tears. “I just want to forget everything for a little bit.”

Fuck, I know that feeling all too well, and after today, that's all I want too. I nod as I bend to kiss her, letting my tongue drag along the seam of her lips before they part and she grants me access. She tastes like the sweet fruity drink she just drank, and I groan into her mouth, gripping her ass and pulling her legs up to wrap around me. “Condoms are in my room.”

She nods her head, her arms around my neck as I open the door, peeking out and seeing the coast is clear for me to take her to my room. I lock the door and press her small body against it, my hips grinding against hers. I don’t think I've ever been this desperate to be inside someone before. I’m going to come in my pants like a fucking teenager if she keeps rubbing her pussy against my cock.

I guide her feet to the ground and go to my dresser to grab a condom. I’m not going to ask her again. She’s a grown woman, smart and confident. She wants to fuck me, and I definitely want to oblige.

Her hands on my jeans catch my attention as she unzips them and takes the condom from my hand. Fuck, she’s hot.

Her lips drag down my chest as she pushes my jeans down. My cock is hard and begging to be set free, but she doesn’t do that. I step out of my jeans and let her have control for now. She drops to her knees, and I stare down at the beautiful woman before me as she kisses the tip of my cock through my boxers, pulling a groan from me as I tilt my head back against the door.

“It’s been a while since I've had sex.”

“Nervous?”

She arches a brow and shakes her head, pushing my boxers down and eyeing my cock, making it twitch with anticipation. Her tongue darts out, licking the tip that’s already glistening with my precum. “Fuck.”

I feel her smiling as she opens the condom and sheathes me. I can barely take it any longer. When she stands up, my hands grip her face, and my lips crash to hers, both of us moaning with need.

I quickly push her pants and panties down as she kicks them off and we make our way to the bed. I land on the covers, pulling her body on top of mine so her breasts are pressed against my chest and my hard cock rests between her legs.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I gasp as one hand slides over the curve of her hip and down between her legs, feeling her slick arousal. I smile, knowing she wants me too. “And fucking wet for me.”

“Mmmm . . . yes,” she says as I find her clit and stroke it with slow, lazy circles, making her hips buck against my cock.

She sits up, giving me full view of tits that are on the smaller side but fucking perfect and perky. Her dark nipples are hard as I use my free hand to brush over them, pulling a shudder from her small body.

My hand drags down to her belly button, and I notice it’s pierced with a butterfly jewel that’s sexy as fuck. “You only get hotter.”

She slides her pussy against my cock, making it wet and so fucking ready to be inside her. “Fuck me, Jase.”

I don’t waste time asking if she’s sure. I’m not a pussy, and she’s not a delicate flower. But I do have a nagging worry in the back of my mind that she’ll think this was a mistake after we come.

I don’t worry about it now though. Instead, I position my cock at her entrance and let her slide home. And holy fuck, as she slides down my cock, taking in every hard inch, I swear I see fucking stars at the sensation of being inside her.

We both moan as she falls forward, capturing my lips. My hands grip her tits, brushing over her nipples with my thumb before pinching them with enough pain to be full of pleasure. She gasps into my mouth, and I feel her muscles clench around my dick as she moves her hips, lifting up and then slowly sliding back down. The pace is agonizingly slow, but I can take it.

I don’t want this feeling to end, and if she wants to escape with me, I'm happy to help her.

She sits back up, her hips picking up the pace as my hands grip her ass, guiding her along my shaft, chasing the orgasm that’s building. Her clit is rubbing my dick with each thrust, and I know she’s close.

“Fuck, Mya. I’m close.” One hand moves back to her clit, wanting to feel her come around my cock.

“Oh God, Jase,” her moan is sultry and full of want as her hips continue to buck against me. Her palms rest on my abs as I thrust in sync with her, playing with her clit and gripping her ass, not thinking about anything but this moment with

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