Page 47 of Before I Loved You

And without me saying anything, she knows. She knows it’s what I’m asking of her now.

Her soft lips crash hard on mine as her hands cling around my neck, pulling me closer. My hands grip her waist as she twists her body, straddling my lap. She bites my bottom lip hard, sucking it between hers before sliding her tongue into my mouth.

I push up my hips, letting her feel how badly I want her and need her.

“Please,” she whimpers, desperately grinding her greedy pussy over my length. “Please make me come.”

Those four words send me over the edge.

In one swift motion, I remove my thick jacket and wrap it around her back, noting how it swallows her whole.

“I’m not cold,” she protests.

“It’s not for the cold, baby girl. It’s so the bark doesn’t scratch that pretty body.”

Her eyes go wide as understanding registers in her bright green irises.

One minute, we’re sitting on the cold, hard ground, and in the next, I stand up with Sarah in my arms, turning her so her back presses against the tree. The thick coat protects her from the hard bark, as her legs wrap tightly around my waist. I separate our mouths for only a moment to admire her in my arms.

“You look like a goddamn fantasy.” I nibble eagerly on her neck before quickly licking over the mark, soothing her skin.

“Do that again,” she demands.

I grin, repeating the motion.

“You going to be a good girl for me and let me fuck you in the middle of the woods against this tree?” I breathe against her ear, scraping my teeth down the side of her neck.

She nods her head impatiently, pulling me closer to her. “And don’t even think about telling me to be quiet.”

A deep laugh rumbles in my chest. “Wasn’t planning on it.” Her hands fumble with my zipper, quickly shoving down my pants. “Be as loud as you want, baby girl, because no one will hear you scream.”

She moans, reaching inside my boxers and then fisting my cock with excitement. Her soft hands feel so good wrapped around me, her grip firm, eliciting a form of pleasure I haven’t felt since I was last with her. Knowing I’m not going to last much longer if she keeps touching me like this, I reach into my coat pocket on her body and pull out a condom from my wallet, quickly sliding it over my length. I shove her panties aside, gliding a finger back and forth through her wet center. “Always so wet for me.” Abruptly, I push two fingers inside her and watch as her back arches against the tree and her eyes pinch shut while her lips part, sensations overtaking her.

“Show me how badly you want my cock.”

She opens her eyes, mischievousness floating across them as she rides my fingers, taking whatever she needs from me.

“Such a good girl,” I praise, my palm grinding against her clit.

“It feels so good.” She grips my shoulders for support and continues her up-and-down motions.

I feel her begin to clench around my fingers and immediately pull out because she’s not coming on my fingers tonight.

She’s coming on my hard cock that’s throbbing to be inside her again.

She whimpers at the loss of pressure but is instantly met with satisfaction as I thrust my cock inside her in one go. A savory moan leaves her lips as a ravenous groan leaves mine. Her luscious lips form a perfect O as her eyes flutter closed and her nails dig into my shoulders.

After giving her a moment to adjust, she finally opens her eyes, biting her bottom lip.

“I forgot how big you are.”

Goddamn.

“Well, let me remind you.” I slowly start moving inside her, savoring the feeling of her needing me at this moment as much as I need her.

She moans with each thrust, the heels of her bare feet digging into my ass.

“More,” she pants. “Please, Paul. I want it harder.”

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