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With one finger, I circled her soaked entrance, my touch shallow and light.Releasing her hair, I pushed my jeans down and encircled her waist to keep her body tight against mine.

“Very, fucking, nice, baby,” I praised as I ground my cock against her ass.

She whimpered, her hands coming up to latch onto my forearm.

Her hips rolled, pressing back to rub her ass against my dick before jerking forward to chase my fingers.

Her head fell back on my shoulder, her mind and body submitting.

I took a deep breath and nudged her with my chin, turning her face away from me.

Dragging my tongue up the long line of her neck, I challenged, “Tell me you want my cock, and I’ll give it to you.”

Her body arched.“I want it,” she wheezed.

“Say the word,” I pushed, circling her clit.

Her low moan wore my patience thin; I was about to come all over the round mounds of her delectable ass.

I groaned aloud.

That thought didn’t help.

“Can’t,” she gasped, grinding back against me.

I chuckled and dragged my hips back at the same time as I abandoned her clit to stroke her labia.

Kissing her temple, I teased, “Oh no, baby.Dirty girls who want to get fucked ask for it and theyuse their words.”

She laughed, her belly shaking under my arm.

Who knew sex could be fun?

Sex with Jenny was everything.

I plunged two fingers inside her, and she stopped laughing.

“Ride that, sweetheart,” I breathed in her ear as she ground her pussy into my hand.

She nodded, closed her eyes, dug her fingers into my arm, and rolled her hips.

I listened intently to the soft sounds escaping her lips, the low moans, soft cries, and desperate mewls telling me exactly how close she was to coming.

When her body stilled, I gently withdrew.

“No,” she breathed.“Deacon, I was—”

Grasping her hip, I pointed the swollen head of my cock between her thighs and dragged it back and forth over her sensitive clit.

“Yes,” she hissed, tipping her hips back.

“Ask for it.”I sucked her earlobe into my mouth and pinched her nipple.

She paused then begged, “Please.”

“Use your words,” I pressed, teetering on the edge of control as her pussy dripped all over my aching cock.

“I want your cock,” she blurted.