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I rose up on my knees, dropping back down. He groaned in response, the sound shooting directly to my core. I loved the sounds he made. I leaned forward, brushing my lips against his. He deepened the kiss instantly, nipping my lower lip with his teeth just like before. His hands drifted up my back and he fumbled with the zipper, before pulling it over my head. My body was overtaken with sensation, so the cold barely even registered. As soon as the dress was out of the way, he found my lips again, darting his tongue between them. He thrusted up into me, causing me to cry out.

Kash started fumbling with my bra, clearly on a mission to get me completely naked. I shimmied out of my bra as soon as it was loose, allowing it to fall to the side. He broke the kiss again, taking in my breasts. His gaze darkened and he slammed into me a second time, watching as they jostled before his lingering gaze.

“God, you’re so fucking sexy.” He panted. “I’m going to cum so deeply inside of you that it’ll be dripping from your cunt for weeks.” He reached out, slapping my right breast. A gasp tumbled from my mouth from the sting mixed with pleasure.

A new wave of desire overtook me, and I knew his comment should have put me off. But it sounded hot as fuck. The onlything I could think about was riding him to completion. My hips snapped forward, causing his cock to brush against the back of my clit. My movements were fast and jerky, but neither of us seemed to care. His hand wound through my hair like before and he jerked my head back, using his other to grip my hip in a bruising hold. He raised his hips in tune with mine, pounding into me ferociously. A series of unintelligible words slipped from my mouth as he fucked me with ruthless abandon. The truck rocked beneath our weight due to the movements, causing it to creak in protest.

He was so big and thick, sending sparks of pleasure through my body with every thrust. My scalp burned from the hold he had on my hair, but it was a good kind of pain. He spit on my chest, watching the moisture roll between the valley of my breasts. Leaning forward, he took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking it hard and desperately. His tongue brushed over my nipple, followed by a sharp prick of his teeth. I shuddered against him, crying out for the millionth time.

“F-fuck, Kash,” I forced out.

“That’s it, baby. Scream my fucking name so everyone knows whose this pussy belongs to.”

His dirty words had me unraveling. The slapping of our skin echoed through the air around us. Had he fucked me back at the frat house, there was no way I could have kept quiet. He slammed up inside me again, but this time he stilled, letting me feel every pulse of his throbbing cock. A scream tore from my throat, my hands latching onto his arm for support. My nails bit into his skin and he groaned in response, clearly loving a little bit of pain with his pleasure—just like me.

“It’s too much,” I cried out, my eyes watering from the overload of sensation he was providing me with.

He grunted, withdrawing his hips before repeating the motion. Another scream left me, tears streaming down my face,but only due to the immense amount of pleasure and pressure. “It’s enough when I say it’s enough, my dirty little slut.” My pussy fluttered around him from his dirty words. I wanted to make him unravel as much as he was making me.

“L-let me kiss you,” I forced out through ragged breathing.

Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand from my hair, winding it around my waist instead. He pulled me against his chest, smashing his mouth against mine hard. I whimpered into his, gripping his neck between my hands before squeezing. A stuttering breath left him, his hands tightening around my hips. He started pounding into me again extremely fast, a current of pleasure building in my lower abdomen. I dragged his lower lip between my teeth, causing him to moan into my mouth.

“Keep fucking me,” I panted. “Don’t slow down.”

His breath feathered against my lips, but he obeyed. “I’m going to cum soon if you keep choking me like that, Little E.” His voice came out strained with desire. “Fuck. You’re so perfect.” I had so much power over him right now and I was relishing every minute of it.

I leaned forward, brushing my mouth against his. As soon as he parted his lips to give me better access, I spit in his mouth like he’d done to me all those weeks ago. He groaned, swallowing it just like I’d done. I could feel my juices running down my thighs, and by the heated look in his eyes, it seemed like he felt it, too. With another few thrusts, my breath was laboring out until I was shattering around him.

“Fuck!” he shouted, his voice raspier than ever. “You just squirted all over me.”

I couldn’t even find it in me to be embarrassed. My legs shook, pushing the rest of my release from my body. It didn’t take him long. With another hard thrust, he was spilling deep inside of me as promised, burying himself to the hilt. A moanfell from his lips, his body twitching against mine as he held me close.

Neither one of us moved as we worked to regulate our breathing, not wanting to break this moment too soon. He kissed me again, much softer than his previous ones. This one held so much emotion, I didn’t even know how to react. I dropped my hands from his throat, bracing my palms against his chest as I leaned into him.

Something told me that this changed everything between us.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Jameson

Two Feet - I Feel Like I’m Drowning

The party was more successful than expected, and surprisingly enough, we’ve gained an immense amount of interest. I was seated on the stool at the kitchen island, my gaze skimming over all the new signups scribbled onto the sheet of paper. There was no doubt in my mind that this was going to be successful. The door creaked open, capturing my attention. My eyes narrowed on Kash who stumbled inside, his hair sticking up all over the place. His lips were bruised and swollen, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what he’s been up to. At least he was putting himself out there again. Before this, I couldn’t remember the last time he’d fucked anyone.

“Who’s the lucky girl?” I drawled, returning to the papers spread out before me.

There were over a hundred names on the list, meaning that we could afford to decline people if they couldn’t pass initiation. That thought sent a thrill of satisfaction through me.

“Huh?” Kash questioned, avoiding my gaze as he kicked off his shoes. Instinctively, his fingers brushed over his bottom lip, and he ran his tongue over it, savoring the taste of whoever he’d just been screwing. Whoever she was, it must have been good if she still had Kash drooling over her after the fact. Usually, he’d get bored as soon as he finished and move onto the next.

“Isaidwho’s the lucky girl?” I repeated with raised eyebrows.

“Oh. No one you’d know.” He shrugged. “Just some rando.” He crossed the room, coming to join me at the island. His eyes darted down to the stack of papers, but I could tell that he couldn’t tell what they were. His mind was on another planet.

I snorted a laugh. “You picked some bitch up off the side of the road?” I joked, pressing for more information. “Might want to get tested. How much did she cost you?” I waggled my eyebrows, not bothering to hide the amusement from my tone.

Kash rolled his eyes. “More than you could afford, asshole,” he replied dryly.

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