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BRADLEY

I still asshe pulls her face away from mine, my mind completely blank. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to do. All I know is that now that I’ve felt that something I didn’t know what it was before. And I need her lips on mine again. I want her lips on mine.

And I’m going to have her lips on mine.

“I’m sorry, Jenkins,” she mumbles, but I grip her pull her back towards me and kiss her hard. My hands press against her cheeks as I hold her there against me, sucking on her bottom lip as my tongue circles around the opening of her mouth.

It was already hard to breathe in this stuffy cave, but with us kissing like this it feels impossible.

Sure, we shouldn’t be doing this, especially with me being a senior team member, but I don’t care. I want her so, so badly. I’ve wanted her since the moment I first laid eyes on her, and I’m tired of fighting it. We could have died out there on the mountainside. Hell, we still could, and I don’t want to fight against these urges anymore.

I struggle to get my coat off as Tate takes hers and throws it across the cave. She flips her t-shirt off and lets her breasts, hanging in their silky black bra, sit inches from my face. Even through the dust and the smoke I can smell the womanly scent of her perfume, light and sweet, and it only makes me hunger for her more.

She unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the ground, shoving it aside as she comes closer to me. I bury my face between her breasts, breathing in her scent before taking one of her nipples into my mouth. I roll my tongue around as she arches her back, moaning sexily as I begin to suck.

Her hands sneak down to my pants and undo the zipper and button. I have my work pants on over top of my sweats, but she wastes no time pulling them and my briefs until they’re halfway down my legs.

“Are you sure your foot will be okay?” she asks as I take my mouth away from her chest.

“To hell with my foot. I don’t give a damn about my foot. I want you and I want this.”

She smiles as her eyes cast down and see my cock, hard and thick and aching. “So I see…”

My head glistens in the dim light of the cave, indicating how desperately I need to be inside her.

Tate stands and kicks her boots off before wrestling off her gear and pants. My eyes are glued to her body as she rolls her panties, made of the same silky black fabric as her bra, down over her perfect ass and legs.

I’ve never wanted anyone more.

She stands in front of me, her naked body begging to be tasted. I cup my hands around and squeeze her massive butt cheeks, smiling when she lets out a delighted squeal. I bring her to my face, pulling her forward until her juicy lady parts are right atop my nose.

I tilt my head back and take her into my mouth, nibbling and sucking her softness until she’s moaning with desire. My tongue snakes its way up until I feel it slide along her clit. Her body shudders as I flick my tongue over it a few times, and she leans against the cave wall for support.

I keep her ass cheeks firmly clenched as I move my tongue in rapid circles, my own body aching for release at the way she writhes and sighs. Making her feel good is doing things to me, making me burn with need as more precum dribbles out and down the length of my shaft.

“Fuck…Jenkins…I’m…”

And I increase my pace.

Her fingers dig into my hair.

“Call me Bradley, baby.” We need to be closer. I want her to scream my name when she releases all that pent up frustration we’ve both had growing inside of us.

“Oh, God…Oh, fuck…Bradley, damn.” She sucks in a breath and her body goes stiff as I suckle at that sensitive nub she arches her back. “Brad!”

That’s it, baby.

I rock a hand along my cock as she rocks her pussy against my face.

I can’t wait any longer, I need to feel her on top of me.


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