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“Why does the word penetration sound so good coming from your mouth?” I rub my thumb along her jawline, taking in her pretty features. “I’m not worried about getting you there, Briar. I own two of your orgasms and, by the end of the night, I plan on owning a lot more. Athletes are competitive. I don’t like hearing I can’t do something. It makes me want it more.”

“Game on,” she encourages and she starts to laugh. So do I. She sits up on her knees and I wrap my arms around her back to draw her into me. Her skin is warm. Her fingers run down my shoulders. I spread kisses along the column of her neck. Her head lolls to the side, giving me access as she rests her arms over my shoulders.

“Your body is so tight. You must be very flexible,” I note.

“I am.”

I dip my head and claim her lips. I’ve never kissed anyone so intensely. So passionately.

She falls back and I hover above her. My cock rests heavy between her thighs. The moist heat of her rubbing against me drives me crazy with need.

“Do you have a condom?” she asks.

I fumble to the floor and pick up my jeans. I retrieve my one condom.

I lie back on the bed.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“I want you to ride me.”

She blinks and laughs. “No way in hell.”

“Trust me, it will feel like heaven not hell.”

“I’m not doing that,” she protests. It’s weird I find her defiance so sexy, but I can’t help it.

“Why not?” I ask, truly intrigued.

“I’m just not.”

“Gorgeous, you like to be in control. Tonight, you let loose and now I’m passing that control back to you.”

She licks her lips. “Fine.”

I laugh. “Don’t be angry. You’re going to enjoy this. Come here.”

I grab hold of her waist and guide her to sit on my lap, spread-eagle. “Is it weird that I like kissing you?” I ask.

“I don’t know. You’re a good kisser.” She leans forward and we are kissing again. Her breasts rub against my chest and my hands drop to her firm ass.

Fire breaks lose between us. I tweak her nipples, knowing she reacts to it. She begins to grind down on my cock, rubbing her juices all over me. I’m losing my mind.

“I need you inside me,” she pleads.

“Have at it.”

Her eyes narrow. I think she may protest but she reaches down and guides my cock inside her. I’m lost in this girl, in the feel of her. In the way she rides me unhinged.

CHAPTERSEVEN

Briar

I’ve lost all my inhibitions now. His cock must be a good eight inches and has a wide girth. By the heat in his eyes, the tensing of his jaw… well, he looks like a man who is about to lose his load and something about that knowledge makes me feel powerful.

He reaches down and begins to circle my clit, making me so needy. I’m gripping his cock tight as I chase the high I’m feeling. I don’t know why Aaron is different than other guys I’ve been with. Maybe it’s all the alcohol I’ve consumed.

He lets out a guttural groan. “Fuck, you feel so good. So damn tight.”

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