Page 74 of Keep You Close

A little moan escaped her as she angled her head to the side, inviting more contact.

I was happy to oblige.

My hand moved inward on the counter, then slid across her belly, feeling the way a shiver coursed through her.

“Me too,” she admitted, voice small, still a bit unsure of herself. We’d work on that.

My hand slipped under the waistband of her panties, moving down, finding her already wet for me.

My thumb went right to her clit, working it in the slow, firm circles she liked best, as my fingers slipped down and moved inside of her, her pussy tightening around my fingers, welcoming me in.

And, fuck, I was dying to feel myself inside of her again.

Just not quite yet.

I wanted her moaning for it, begging for it.

So I worked her with my thumb and fingers, making her head fall back on my shoulder as her ass ground against my cock.

My other hand slid under her shirt, brushing and squeezing, then working her nipples into tight buds as her whimpers became moans as her pussy tightened around my fingers.

“Atlas, please,” she pleaded.

“Please, what?” I asked. “Please let you come around my fingers?” I asked. “Or please let you come around my cock?” I asked, feeling her walls tighten in response. “My cock?” I asked when she didn’t answer.

“Yes,” she cried, rocking her ass against it.

I reached in my pocket for the condom I’d stuffed in there—just in case—, ripping it open with my teeth, then slid my fingers out of her panties to slide it on.

Finished, I reached for her shirt, yanking it off, and tossing it to the side, then pressing her forward, so her ass was angled out toward me.

Taking a step back, I drew her panties down over her ass and legs before moving in, teasing my cock between her thighs, rocking against her for a moment, before sliding back to press against her.

A pained little whimper escaped AJ as my cock stayed against her, but didn’t move inside.

“Atlas, please,” she begged, rocking back into me until my cock started to penetrate her.

A whimper escaped her, taking what was left of my control.

Grabbing her hips, I slammed deep, taking every inch of her, feeling her walls close around me.

“Fuck,” I groaned, trying to pull myself together, not wanting to be as rough with her as my body was aching to be.

But it only took a few seconds before she was slamming back into me, silently begging for exactly what I wanted to give her.

I didn’t hesitate then, using her hips to slam her back into me as I thrust forward, hearing her moans fill the room each time.

It wasn’t long before she was doing the slamming back for me, freeing my hands to slide up and grab her tits, feeling them bounce hard with each thrust.

“Fuck, yeah,” I groaned as she tightened. “Come for me, baby.”

Just like that, she was, her walls spasming hard, nearly taking me with her.

But I wasn’t done quite yet.

I just fucked her through it until she went down on her forearms on the counter, panting for breath.

Then I reached for her, turning her, and pressing her back against the counter again, my lips sealing over hers as my hands drifted over her body.

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