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I snake my fingers under her skirt and we’re both panting. She gasps when I slip my hand into her panties and stroke her. She’s hot and slippery. Molten and melting around my fingers.

One hand still clinging to my face, Macy frantically lifts her skirt and starts pulling at the string of her panties, pushing them down her hips.

I kneel and slide them off the rest of the way for her, caressing her smooth legs all the way down then kissing them on my way back up. She hooks her knee over my shoulder, her glistening pussy presented before me to devour.

I lick her with slow, long strokes. She throws her head back, banging against the door, her fingers gripping my hair and pulling me in closer while she whimpers and pants.

She gets louder with each lick. She says my name. Desperate. I’m desperate. Lost in the taste of her, the feel of her wrapped around me.

I suck her swollen clit and she says my name, louder, gasping for air. “Please.”

Her thighs shake and I hold her steady as she comes for me. My perfect girl.

As I stand, she wraps her arms around my neck and collapses against my chest, breathing heavily. I hold her for a minute until her breath slows.

I brush her hair off her back and undo her zipper. “Want me to find your Garfield shirt?” I whisper against her forehead.

She steps back with a small smile and shakes her head. “No.” She pushes each strap of her dress down her shoulders and with a little tug, lets it fall to the floor.

And then she’s standing in front of me, naked, and I can hardly breathe.

“You’re so beautiful, Mace.”

Her pale skin is flushed pink. Her nipples pebbled, begging for my mouth.

I pull my shirt off and start undoing my belt. Her eyes follow my hands as she licks her lips.

Her sharp intake of breath makes a little noise as I pull down my pants and boxer briefs, my fully erect cock jutting out in front of me.

I go to her and she clings to me, wrapping her legs around my waist as I lift her up and carry her to the bed. She holds my face and kisses me hard on the mouth. I can’t even kiss her back properly. I’m smiling too big.

I want it to be smooth and sexy, the way I lay her down on the bed and position myself on top of her. But my shins hit the edge of the bed and we sort of tumble down tangled in each other’s arms and bounce on the mattress in a giggling heap.

After the laughter dies down, we’re left chests heaving, my hips nestled between her thighs, looking into each other’s eyes. She’s glowing. Smile big and bright. Her eyes twinkling.

I want to ask her to be mine. For real.

I want to tell her that I’m already hers. All hers. That I’ve always been hers.

But I can’t say any of that.

So I kiss her instead. “Do you want me inside you again, Macy?”

“Yes.”

CHAPTER 19

MACY

He rolls the condom on then spreads my legs as he nestles back between them.

“Fuck. You have the prettiest pussy, Mace.”

Wood drags the tip of himself along my center, getting it wet with my juices. Making me whimper when he rubs it over my clit.

“I want to fill you up so bad.”

“Please,” I beg.

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