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She bites her bottom lip. “Touch me again, Dean.”

I nip at the bottom of her earlobe. “Your wish is my command.” I step back, releasing my hold on her hair. I stare at her dress, the slit that runs all the way up her thigh. “I hated seeing that motherfucker’s hands on you tonight. I wanted to break his fingers.”

She runs her hands over her body. “I imagined it was turning you on, so it turned me on. Combined with you touching me, I was so hot.”

“When he had his hand on your thigh.” I touch the exact spot he had his hand earlier. “I wanted to be there instead.” I move my hand up closer to the beginning of the slit, way up high on her thigh. She stands, and then, with both hands I rip the slit further and spin her around. I plunge my hand down the front side of her waist and dip my fingers into the lace of her panties.

“Did you want him to touch you?” I ask her.

She shakes her head. “No, only you.”

“Did you want him to fuck you with his fingers?” I slide one finger into her hot heat, and then another.

“No, Dean.”

I push so deep inside her, feeling her walls grip around my fingers. “That’s right. You like my fingers in your tight little pussy.”

She leans over the counter, so her face lies flat to one side. “Yes, please.”

I rip at her dress more until it slips off her and pools around her ankles on the floor. I slide my hands over her hips, loving the view of her perfect taut ass in her black lace panties. “What else do you want in your pussy?”

She turns around. “You.”

I kiss her, pushing my body against her. “Do you want my mouth?”

She nods.

“Do you want my cock?”

She nods again. “Yes, Dean.”

I lift her over my shoulder, smacking her ass as I carry her caveman-style to my bedroom. When I enter, I deposit her on the bed and step back to remove my shirt. I take care with each button as I grow hungrier and hungrier with need.

She squirms on the bed. “Please, hurry.”

“Touch yourself for me.”

She bites her lower lip as she sits up a little, crossing her legs. “Where?”

“Anywhere.”

I remove my shirt and Sophia hisses. “Oh,” she gasps, “I’ve seen you without a shirt on before but it still always takes my breath away.”

I run my hand over my abs with a big smile. “Like what you see?”

She stares, unabashedly, licking her lips as she nods her head. “Yeah.”

“My dick’s so hard for you, Sophia. Touch your pussy for me.”

She spreads her legs and reaches her hand into her panties. “Like this?”

I nod. “Keep going.”

I kick off my shoes and socks and undo my pants. I discard them and my boxer briefs, grabbing my thick, hard cock in my hand. I stroke, stepping a little closer to the edge of the bed. “Spread your legs. I want to watch.”

“So, you do enjoy watching, don’t you?”

I tug on my dick harder. “Not when any other motherfucker’s hands are on you. That makes me angry.”

She pushes a finger inside herself. “I like seeing you jealous and fired up.”

I drop my smile. “Well, when we’re at those clubs, I’m enraged every time another man stares at you.”

She sits up a bit, crooking the finger of her free hand toward me. “Come here. Let me show you who I want.”

The bed dips as I climb on and crawl toward her. I grab her ankle, moving her underneath me more. I kiss up her stomach as she pulls at her panties to take them off.

I take care of her bra and toss it over my shoulder once it’s unclasped. I reach toward my bedside nightstand and grab a couple of condoms and fling them onto the bed.

“Oh, you’re planning on keeping me busy.”

“I definitely foresee a good night ahead of us.”

I stroke my dick, moving it between her legs and dragging it through her wetness before I put the condom on. I just want to feel her with no barrier before I saddle him up and get him ready to go.

“Dean, it’s been so long for me, but I’m on the pill and clean.”

These words make me happy for some reason, and I trace a finger over her hairline and down her cheek. “I’m clean too.” I rub my cock at her entrance. “Are you sure?”

She nods. “I need you,” she moans out.

“Listen, I have been thinking about fucking you since the moment I saw you back on the island of Pico. I’ve wanted to fuck you more when we go to those clubs and I get to watch you come from my touch. So, I’m gonna fuck you fast and hard, get out all that want and need, and then I’ll take care of you all night long.”


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