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“Shit, sorry,” he says, his eyes popping open. “I didn’t mean?—”
I clampy my thighs again and catch his hand that was on the way to my bare breast before he can fully pull it away. “I don’t mind,” I admit.
“You don’t?”
I push his hand up to my breast, and I feel his cock pulse between my legs in response.
“I just wanted to make sure you were awake. You know, so you didn’t think I was trying to take advantage of you or anything.”
He laughs, the sound low and seductive. “Kylie Robinson, you have my full permission to take advantage of me in my sleep anytime you want to.”
“I do?”
“Yes, sweetheart.”
Gah, I love the way he calls me sweetheart. Like it’s some kind of given between us. Likewe’rea given. It doesn’t make any sense. I can’t stay here. Even if I get free from Todd’s shackles, I need to disappear somewhere he can’t find me. And in a town with treasure off its coast, I’ll never been safe from him here.
But I don’t focus on the inevitable leaving.
Instead, I concentrate on the cock nestled between my thighs. I lift one leg just enough to fit my hand between them and spread my pussy lips, inviting him into my folds.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re so wet.”
“You’re sobig.”
He squeezes my boob, pinching the nipple. “You like mybigcock, Kylie?”
“Mmm hmm.” I position him right where I want him, between my folds with his swollen head at my clit. I gently rock my hips, relishing in the friction of his tip grinding against my button. “I could come like this,” I say, my words half a moan.
“Do it,” Joel commands, his words a near growl against my ear. “Come on mybigcock, Kylie. I want to watch you come apart while you play with me.”
I dig my fingernails into his hip as he sets the pace. I match each gyration as he grips my tit and teases the ever living fuck out of my nipple. I whimper as the pleasure builds so much quicker than I expect. But fuck, I’m so turned on by Joel Pierson that I can’t help.
“Joel,” I pant. “I’m going to?—”
“Come, sweetheart.”
His direct order comes half a second before my climax. I cry out as my entire body convulses. My orgasm ripples through me over and over again, the pleasure intense and delicious. It makes me positively dizzy.
“Do you want me to come all over this pussy?” he growls, still grinding against my sensitive bud.
“Yes!” I reach my hand between my legs, holding him tight against my wet valley. I cup my hand so he bottoms out against my palm.
“Say it,” he insists, his cock sawing against my sopping wet flesh.
“I want you to come all over my pussy.”
“Good girl.”
His pace is savage, and all I can think is ifthisfeels this good, how great would it feel if he were about to come inside me right now?
“Fuck, Kylie,” he grunts, his cock pulsing against me. Hot ropes of cum shoot from his cock, catching in my palm and smearing the outside of my pussy. It’s messy, erotic, and intimate all in one.
“Roll over,” he orders when he finally stills.
“Why?”
“Because I want to see what your pussy looks like covered in my cum.”
