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But that was exactly what I wanted.

I had become more confident when it came to dirty talk, and it was all because of him.

It turned him on just as much as me when he talked that way, so why not tease him too?

The tension inside of me grew bigger, making me squeeze his hips with my thighs and trying to hold on to that feeling for as long as possible.

“Oh, Fen!” I cried as the first sparks moved through my body directly to my clit.

It was rubbing against his stomach whenever I met his thrust, only making the buildup of my orgasm more intense.

I gripped his shoulder with one hand to steady myself, but when his thrusts quickened, my body couldn’t help but shake and tremble all over.

I was tense, needing to get some type of release before it was too overwhelming to come.

It had happened before, and I hated the feeling of not being able to calm my body down enough to experience an orgasm because the first one was too much to handle.

I wouldn’t let that happen today, so I stopped moving my hips and let him fuck me hard while his cock continued to throb inside of me.

It was all up to him to make himself come now, because all I was able to do was let my body take over, driving me to the edge.

“Come,” he demanded, slapping my ass two times before he gripped it tightly again.

I cried out his name, then covered my mouth to not create an echo which would most likely reach Papa’s ears back at camp.

“Come on my cock,” he hissed, and just as I got pushed over the edge, his cum filled me.

We were both breathing heavily, trying to find our way back to reality as I felt his cum dribble down his length.

I wasn’t ready to move, but he pulled himself out of me slowly and then knelt in front of me to press a kiss to my inner thigh.

I was shaking, watching him as his tongue came out to lick through my folds to taste his cum.

Smiling, I brushed through his hair and let him enjoy this moment while my breathing calmed again.

“This wasn’t a dream,” I whispered, needing to prove it to myself.

“No, it wasn’t,” he replied, pressing one last kiss to my clit before standing back up and kissing me.

“This is better than dreaming,” he mumbled into the kiss.

I agreed, and I was happy that for once my brain wasn’t deceiving me.

After a long, gentle kiss, we both got dressed and made our way back to camp.

Everything between us was cleared, and I had already forgotten about the foxtails when we arrived at our treehouse.

I let go of his hand after squeezing it, and when Papa noticed us, I smiled at him. “We talked it out.”

“Yeah?”

Papa looked at me and then at Fennec, and when he noticed the pain still lingering in his eyes, he sighed.

Walking over to us, I stepped aside as I knew what Papa wanted to do, and I watched as he pulled Fennec into a hug, patting his back.

“You okay, kid?”

“Yeah.” He didn’t sound too sure, but it was enough for now.

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