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He’s nearly twice as old as me; literally older and wiser in every way possible, but I refuse to back down.

Just when I’m about to fight his grasp to unsnap my bra, I feel his dick throb. My eyes widen in surprise just as it happens again, and I can’t help the grin that pulls up the corner of my mouth.

“You flinched. I win,” I whisper, before gently sucking on his bottom lip.

With those words, Joe stands up—his hand securely holding my ass against his body as he crosses to the main bedroom.

“I ain’t no fucking prize, Le-Lee,” he bites out the words as I tighten my legs around his core.

His words were his final warning, but not one that I would ever heed.

Placing me on the king-sized bed, he quickly covers me with his body. His lips trail their way down my neck to the base, my body suddenly arching upward when they suck in a sensitive spot I never knew existed. He lifts his head just enough to smirk at me before sticking his tongue out to drive me out of my mind when he circles the area; as though marking it.

Furiously drawing in a deep breath, I realize that I’ve been rubbing my pussy against the hardness in his jeans, non-stop. And I try to focus onhim, despite all of the sensations that threaten to overwhelm me.

The roughness of his denim isn’t unlike the calloused palms of his hands, and against my delicate skin, both send a seriesof shivers through my body, adding to the butterflies in my stomach and I’m surprised to realize I’m close to coming.

Joe must understand that, as he suddenly leans back, a hand on each of my shoulders as I try to follow him, desperately needing his touch. With a click of his tongue, my eyes fly up to meet his and after giving me a wink, his gaze slowly moves down along my face, briefly pausing on my neck before landing on my tits.

He slides a thumb into both sides of my bra, uncovering my nipples while leaving the satin support in place so they’re pushed closer together. The warmth of the look he gives them causes my blush to deepen, and I arch my back, anxious for his lips on my skin again.

“Leslee, I’m gonna take my time popping your cherry.” His low voice has me frowning and I know by the amused look on his face, he can see the impatience written all over mine. “You try to hurry me along and it’ll be dawn before I let you come. Understand?”

Hyde

This has been the longest four days of my life.

Constantly pretending to ignore her as she stretched her long legs, or the times she boob-bumped me while serving up food, but most of all, it’s how easy it is to talk to her, laugh with her, and how those amber eyes follow me around the room.

It takes every ounce of control that I possess, not to pull my cock out and sink it into her. If it was anyone else, I’d probably be close to coming by now. Just not with Leslee.

She’s too special for anything less than magic.

So, for now, I’ll continue to ignore the wet heat I feel coming from her core every time she rubs her pussy up and down my wood.

After she nods and lets out another of her little sighs, I lean in to suckle and nip her sweet tits. Her nipples are so hard it looks painful, but the rapid beat of her heart tells me how much she’s enjoying my touch.

Reaching down, I unsnap her shorts and shove one side down before she starts wiggling out of them.

My control nearly snaps when I realize she wasn’t wearing panties, I lightly smack her pussy.

“Forget something?” I ask, sliding my large paw down over her nicely trimmed slit. I’m just about to seek out her clit when I rear back—remembering why we’re here.

“Shit! Stay there,” I ground out the words.

With another quick kiss to one of her nipples in an attempt to soften my words, I cross back out to the door, setting the alarm for the property after quickly flipping through the video feeds.

Then I take a quick detour to my room, to grab protection and join Leslee again. She’s sitting on the side of the bed, with the blanket around her shoulders, looking worried.

“I forgot to set the alarm,” I explain to her and smile at the relief in her eyes until they fall on the box in my hand.

“Protecting me on multiple fronts, huh?” she whispers.

“My last test was clean,” I reassure her, then shrug before I admit the truth. “I saw these at the liquor store the other day.”

“Why have you waited so long?” She pouts as I kneel in front of her.

“I kept telling myself I wouldn’t touch you.”

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