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Marnie was getting angry again. Good, I could go again. My dick was already hard when I felt her muscles tense. My eyes slid over the curve of her hip as my palm smacked down on her ass. Fuck, I loved the way she squealed when I did that.
“Stop it.” She returned my hit with a tiny slap of her own on my chest. “I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you.”
Well, I seriously wanted another taste of that pussy.
Ignoring her objections, I yanked Marnie’s leg over my hip and slid my cock back inside her. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as her warmth enveloped me.
“Preston,” she softly gritted out. “Who exactly is on this list?”
Who cared?
My hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as I ground my cock deep inside her tight cunt.
“Oh my god,” she breathed out and threw her head back.
I liked the way she looked, all sweaty and on the verge of an orgasm, so I did it again. This time my reward was a long, groaned-out moan.
“Can you stop doing that and answer my question?”
There was no way in hell I was going to stop.
“What was your question?” I said while thrusting up so I could watch her pert little tits bounce.
Her hips started to move as she repeated, “Who is on that list?”
“Pretty much everyone I hang out with.”
She slammed down on me, making me grunt, “Fuck. Do that again.”
“Everyone you hang out with?”
“Yes,” I growled and picked up the pace.
This slow shit had to go. I wanted to hear her scream while she rode my cock like a fucking champ. I had her moving in a solid rhythm when Marnie suddenly stopped.
“Wait…” She cocked a brow down at me. “Does that mean I’m on the list?”
“Yes.” I speared my fingers into her hair and pulled her down for a kiss. “But I got you covered.”
The euphoric blend of her sweetness, combined with blood, had barely touched my tongue before she tore her mouth away.
“I’m not worried about me, Preston! I’m worried about my sister.”
Trina? “Why? She’s not on the list.”
“But she looks just like me.”
Yeah, I could see how that might be a problem.
I could feel Marnie’s fear pulsing through her pussy. I was so tempted to keep going, and I might’ve if she hadn’t moved to jump off me.
“We need to go!” She shrieked when I grabbed her and pulled her back.
“You need to take a breath and calm down.”
“Don’t tell me what to do!” The snarl that curled her lip was not helping her cause any. “We need to get to my sister now!”
“Okay, but we kind of look like we just stepped out of a horror movie,” I pointed out, making her stop and look down at all the blood. “So, we could go now or have a quick shower.”Where I could finish fucking her.“And then head to your parent’s house right after.”
