Page 109 of Never Your Girl

I repeat the process with her other arm, until one wrist is crossed over the other, before using the thong to bind them together. Her breathing hitches as she stares at the far wall in silence.

I take a step back and admire the way she looks draped across the desk, her gorgeous ass on display. In the stilettos that lengthen her legs even more, she’s a fucking sight to behold.

I don’t even want to fuck her.

I just want to stand here and eat her up with my eyes.

All right, that’s a lie.

I want to fuck this girl hard.

I want to fuck all the doubts I have regarding Holland Tate out of my head until we’re both satisfied.

When a punch of arousal hits me, I blink out of those thoughts and step closer. I press her thighs farther apart before laying my hands on her smooth flesh, squeezing the taut muscles of her ass. She makes a humming noise deep in her throat, and I take that as the green light to proceed before dropping down for a second time, needing her sweet honey on my tongue. The taste I had the other night wasn’t nearly enough and has only whet my appetite for more. I nibble at her, making sure to lap up all her cream.

“Bridger, please.”

I press my lips against the rounded curve of her ass. “Please what?”

“I need you.”

“How much, baby?”

“I want you to fuck me. Now.”

The sound that rips from my throat is low and raw.

I slowly slide one finger deep inside her body. “Is that what you needed?”

With a whimper, she shifts, attempting to wiggle closer. “No.”

I pump it a few times. “How about that? Is that better?”

“Stop teasing.” The words come out sounding more like a groan. “We both know I need something thicker.”

With my other hand, I give her ass a little smack. “I know you do. Something meatier. Something that will fill you up and satisfy you.”

“Yes.”

Unable to wait a second longer, I yank down my boxers and free my cock. I’m so damn hard. Seeing Holland like this has me teetering on the edge.

I’ve never craved anyone the way I do her. The bitch of it is that I have no idea if I’ll ever feel this way about anyone else. I want to fuck the all-consuming need right out of me, but I have the sneaking suspicion it’s not possible.

Unwilling to dwell on the prospect, I shove that thought from my head and focus on the way she’s stretched out before me with her ass in the air.

She’s fucking perfection.

I pump my dick a few times until pre-cum leaks from the tip. Only then do I step close enough to smack the bulbous head against her crevice. A shiver slides through her as I do it for a second time in a different spot. Clear fluid trails across her skin. And I fucking love it.

I want to mark this girl as my own.

Even though I have no idea if that will ever be the case.

But for this sliver of a moment, that’s exactly what she is.

Mine.

“Stop playing around and fuck me hard.” She arches, tipping her backside so I can see even more of her glistening pussy. “I think it’s what we both need.”

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