Page 70 of Accidental Theirs
Her voice is soft and small, like she’s really playing the part, and heat rushes through me.
“Fuck.” It’s like I’m unable to form any other words.
Why is this so hot?
I didn’t even know I had a thing for younger women... not any more than I had for any other age group, anyway.
I step back, and she whimpers.
I put my hands on her hips, slowly sliding my fingers beneath the sides of her thong and pulling it down over her ass.
It falls around her ankles, and she instantly steps out of them, kicking them out of the way.
Olivia braces her hands on the fridge and bends over, spreading her legs wide.
I groan and shove my hand between her thighs, cupping her sex from behind.
She’s so hot it almost burns my palm.
I put one hand on the back of her neck, moving my other hand so that two fingers slide inside her.
“So wet.” I pump my fingers in and out, watching almost mesmerized as she pushes back against them.
“More.” It’s a cracked whisper.
“What’s that, now? What did I tell you about using your words?”
She whines, huffing out a frustrated breath. “I want more. Want you to fuck me.”
“In your kitchen? Up against the fridge?” I sound breathless, and I’m so hard it’s almost painful, but teasing her like this is something I can put in my fantasies for the rest of my life.
Because this is never going to happen again.
“Yes,” she breathes, bending over further, dropping her head so her hair hangs around her face.
“Say it.” I emphasize the words by slapping her other ass cheek, and she gasps.
“Fuck me up against the fridge, please.”
“There you go.” My head spins with lust, and I can’t get my slacks unbuttoned fast enough.
Should I tease her, just putting the tip in?
Fuck it. I’m too worked up.
I slam into her, holding her by her hips.
She cries out, pushing back against me and moaning, and I know she wants this as much as I do.
“Bash, fuck, feels so good…”
I start a rough pace, chasing my orgasm, feeling how she’s already pulsing around me.
I gather her hair in one hand and pull her head up, and she groans low in her throat.
The sound makes my balls draw up.
“Are you gonna come for me, little girl?”
