Page 43 of Outlaws of Tulsa

She sniffles. “Am I?”

“With me you are.”

Her fingers thread through my hair and I rest my forehead against hers. The touch is tender. Gentle. Soothing. Fuck, I’ve missed affection. She tilts her head and then her pillow lips arepressing to mine. A peck. Another peck. And then she parts her lips.

I stick my tongue inside.

I think I shock us both because she gasps.

The room spins the moment her tongue lashes with mine. Curious and explorative. I kiss her hard, desperate for the touch of someone who makes me feel alive again. In my mind, it’s Ellie. It could be Ellie. But then Hadley’s big brown eyes flash in my mind, chasing away my memories.

Young.

So young.

And yet I kiss her harder—with more desperation. Her fingers claw at my hair. She moans, waking my dick right the fuck up.

Stop.

I need to fucking stop.

But I part her thighs, rolling myself on top of her, and nestle my body between her legs. We both groan when I grind against her center. My mouth decimates hers, nipping and sucking and owning as I roll my hips, seeking pleasure from her body. Her heels dig into my ass as her fingers claw at my scalp.

She’s every bit as aroused as I am, soaking right through my sweatpants. It’s maddening. I fuck her with just my pants keeping us separate, taking every mewl and every scratch of her nails so I can commit them to memory.

For so long I’ve needed this.

A tether to this life.

I’d been drifting.

“Koyn,” she pleads. “I need you.”

“I can’t, PG.”

“Then let me feel you at least.”

With a groan of defeat, I shove my sweatpants down far enough to grab my dick. I slap her pussy with it and then rubalong her smooth slit. We both shudder from the sensation. All it would take would be one thrust inside her. It would feel so fucking good.

But I know why I shouldn’t.

Sex will bind us and I’m not sure I want that.

Girls like her grow obsessed.

She thought she loved fucking Junior. What happens when she thinks the same about me?

That can’t fucking happen.

I slide against her clit and then grip my dick to tease her juices that are dripping from her body. We both moan when I nudge the head against her opening, but don’t penetrate her. I slide down, between the cheeks of her ass, and then back up to slide against her clit.

“Why won’t you fuck me?” she growls, using her heels against my ass to lift her hips, seeking out my dick.

“Because I’ll never get rid of you.” I nip at her bottom lip. “And I can’t have that.”

“I have nowhere to go.”

“For now, you’ll stay here and let me make you come.”

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