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“Say it, love. You’ve been a real bad girl, not thinking once about your safety. What’s gonna happen?”
His finger brushed over the side of my clit and then through my slit getting coated in my arousal, then further back.
“You’re going to fuck my ass.”
One gentle tap to that virgin hole I was clenching so tightly and then he was gone. My nerves there were all fired up from that gossamer light brushing of his finger.
“Inside. Strip. Bed. Show me that pussy. Now.”
He stepped back, giving me room.
I pushed up and turned, tried to right my pants.
He shook his head. Winked.Fucking winked.“Nope. I wanna see my handprints on your ass as you walk inside.”
Oh my God. I couldn’t have been more turned on.
What was wrong with me?
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I wouldn’t even suggest takingthings even further with Lainey if it wasn’t something that she needed. Did sheneedher ass fucked? I’d have said no, but her dripping pussy said otherwise. It was happening. Why?
Because I wanted to own every inch of her, inside and out. Definitely.
Because I wanted her to know that there would be nothing between us.
Because I needed her to know that I’d do anything for her as long as she used her fucking smarts and stayed safe.
I wouldn’t hold back when it came to keeping my girl protected. I didn’t want her to miss out on facing Rod Severs, but he was dangerous and unpredictable. No way would I let her walk into a situation I didn’t consider safe.
She’d know what I meant soon enough.
At a slow pace, I followed her into her house, but I gave her a few minutes to do as I said. I hung my hat on the peg by the door, got a drink of water from the kitchen sink. Locked the front door. Shucked my boots beside it.
Then, I went down the hall to her room. Any longer and not only my dick would punch through my jeans, but she might climb out a fucking window.
I stopped in the doorway at the sight.
Lainey. Bare. Blonde hair over her pillow. Nipples taut. Knees bent, legs spread, gorgeous pink, mouthwatering pussy on display.
I’d fuck her ass, but not yet. Not until she was begging for it. Because soon enough, she was going to beg.
Reaching behind my neck, I grabbed my t-shirt and tugged it off. Then I opened my belt, undid the button on my jeans, slid the zipper down and made room for my dick. Pre-cum wasstaining my boxers. All the while, Lainey watched, her plump bottom lip caught with her teeth.
I stepped to the bed, grasped her ankle and tugged her to the edge. I dropped to my knees on her rug, flung her thighs over my shoulders and feasted on her.
Licked that sticky honey that was all for me. Circled her clit, sucked on it and made her writhe. Fingers tangled in my hair and tugged. Hard. The pain spurred me on.
I got her close to coming. So close, I felt her thighs quiver. Then I pulled back.
She lifted her head and looked down her body so her blue eyes met mine. “Why’d you stop?”
“You’re my girl, Lainey Wilder,” I said, licking my lips. “That means I keep you safe. Today, safe meant going home with your Ma.”
She shook her head. “No. You left me out.”
