Page 134 of On a Fault Line

And here she sits, perched on my lap like a freaking goddess, telling me she wants me to take care of her.

How can I ever deny either of us what our bodies are conditioned to crave?

“Lift up those gorgeous hips.”

When she does, I unbutton and unzip the fly to my shorts. It takes me a few seconds to free my straining cock, and when I do, I can feel the pre-cum leaking from the tip.

“Hurry.”

Oh, no, you don’t.I’m in control of this despite how utterly out of control this girl makes me.

“I want you to slide those fucking tease of a panties aside and show me what’s mine. That’s it. You’re being such a good girl, Princess.”

Taking a finger, I trail it along her wet slit, spreading her juices all over the lips at her opening. Her scent fills the car, and I hope it never fades.

I want every memory with Penny embedded into my space.

And tonight, we surely are making some lasting ones.

When I’ve teased her enough, I slip my middle finger into her, pumping inside a few times. She’s ready. All the foreplay at the barbecue prepared her for my claiming.

Removing my finger, I add a second.

And then a third.

“I need you,” she moans.

Taking out all three fingers, I bring two up to her mouth in offering. “Open wide.”

And she does—like the good girl she is.

So, I slide them in and out of her mouth while I lean forward to clean off the third at the same time.

It’s moments like these where I fantasize about whisking her away and creating as many ties as possible between us that can never be undone.

I desire aforever, when the reality is just afor now.

Men like me play for keeps but always expect to lose. Because with Penny, I will perpetually suffer a loss. Every. Single. Time.

And while the odds are always stacked against me, it’s a gamble I freely take.

So it’s best I soak up every single, fleeting moment while they last, just as I am now.

“Collins…” she says breathily, slurring her words around my fingers pressed against her tongue. “I need more.”

I remove my fingers and groan when she grinds her pussy against my cock.

My lips find refuge against her dampened ones, and the taste of her consumes me.

Just when I think I’ll explode from Penny pressing herself against my hard cock, I decide to take us both out of our misery.

With two firm hands, I lift Penny off my hip, just to lower her slowly onto my desperate cock.

“Slide down, Princess. You control the tempo.”

“You feel so good… I want to stay here forever.”

As do I, sweet girl. As do I.

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