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“Jake,” she cries out, but I don’t stop. A few more firm strokes and she shatters with another cry, her walls clenching rhythmically around my fingers as I work her through the waves of her orgasm.
As she starts to come down, I place a final soft kiss on her center before I kiss my way back up her body until I reach her lips so she can taste herself on me.
“I need you,” she whispers against my mouth. “Now.”
I strip off my sweater and jeans, my cock straining as I cover her body with mine. Her warm hands roam over my chest, her nails scraping lightly against my skin as I reach for a condom from the pocket of my discarded jeans. Then her hand is on my arm, and I pause, my eyes meeting hers.
“I have an IUD,” she says, her cheeks coloring a little even after everything we’ve just done. “If you didn’t want to… I mean, we could…”
Her voice trails off, and I grin, brushing my lips against hers. “I’m good with that if you are?” I reply. “But I’ve never not used one before. Mama drilled consent and safety into us from the moment we hit puberty.” I chuckle, shaking my head, remembering the long and awkward talks she gave me and my brothers. “Am I killing the mood?”
A playful smile touches Harper’s face. “I think I can bring it back.”
Before I can respond, she presses a hand to my chest, pushing me back as she straddles me. My breath catches as her soft skin brushes against me, her hand wrapping around my length.
“You’re so hard,” she whispers, guiding the tip of my cock to her entrance, her heat tantalizingly close. My hands move instinctively to grip her hips and bring her down over me, but she shakes her head, pushing them away. “My turn to play now.”
I groan, my body aching with need.
She leans down, lips brushing my neck. “Tell me, how much do you want this?” she whispers as she pulls back, her hands running over her breasts, fingers tweaking her own nipples. One hand moves back to my dick, the tip resting just outside her pussy as she strokes a hand down the length. The feel of her touching me, of being this close to claiming her, is almost enough to make me lose my mind.
“So fucking much,” I groan as she wiggles her hips, keeping me right at her hot entrance. “Harper.” My jaw tightens as she moves just enough to drive me insane. “What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to tell me what you want,” she replies, her voice like a challenge.
I lock eyes with her, raw hunger pulsing through me. “I want you to take my cock.”
Her breath hitches, and with a sultry smile, she presses down slowly, taking my tip then stopping. “Like this?”
“Fuck. Yeah…”
Harper runs her hands over her body, wiggling a little, making sure to keep my dick just at the opening of her pussy. I grit my teeth, fighting against the burn in my groin. “What else do you want, Jake?”
“I want you to takeallof my cock, Cassidy. Every fucking inch of it.” I can’t stand another second of not being inside her. I grab her thighs, pulling her down hard onto me. Heat pulses around my dick. She’s so fucking wet for me and I feel it all over my length as I slide all the way to my hilt, Harper whimpering with pleasure. It’s like nothing I could’ve imagined.
She moves then, riding me with slow, deliberate movements that make my vision blur. Each time she lifts herself, her slick heat tightens around me before sliding back down, sending shocks of need through my entire body.
“Do you like this?” she asks, her voice breathless and taunting.
“Yes,” I growl, driving into her harder. “Fuck, Harper, yes.”
Her cries grow louder as she moves faster, our bodies tangling together in a rhythm that pushes us both closer to the edge. When she slows, pulling herself up so just the tip of me is inside her, she leans down, her hair brushing against my face. Our lips meet in a deep, searing kiss.
“I’m done playing,” I say as I nip her bottom lip with my teeth.
In one movement, I flip her over, hooking her legs over my shoulders, thrusting into her with a primal need, and now it’s me in control and Harper crying out my name, begging for more.
“You want me to go harder?” I murmur, pushing deeper into her.
“Yes,” she hisses as her body tightens around me. She’s close to the edge. We both are.
“Come for me, Harper,” I say, my voice rough and commanding as I reach a hand between us, circling her clit with my thumb. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”
Then there’s nothing but the exquisite feel of Harper’s pussy and the rhythm of my length pushing deeper inside her, over and over.
Harper shatters first, clenching tightly around me as she gasps my name into the night. I bury my face in the crook of her neck, muffling my groans against her skin, burying myself to the hilt and exploding into her with a guttural moan.
We cling to each other as the aftershocks slowly subside, our ragged breaths mingling in the chilly air.
