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Remy
~ earlier that morning ~
Iknow the guys are sneaking out of the room, but I’m so lost in this woman, I can’t bring myself up for air to even wave at them in thanks. We’re kissing slowly as the door snicks shut. I can’t stop running my hands over her body.
Betsy hikes a leg over my hip, pushing her body closer and my cock grows harder feeling her warm skin against mine. “Bets,” I murmur against her mouth. “I… I need to tell you somethin’.”
“Rustic,” she says, pulling away and glaring at me. “If what you have to say isn’t ‘I want to fuck the shit out of you right now’, I don’t wanna hear it. I’m busy.”
Chuckling, I run my fingers over her face and tip her chin up to meet my lips again. “Obviously, I do.” I prove it by pushing my cock against her hip so she can feel how hard I am. “But… God, I don’t know why I’m embarrassed by this, but I’ve never done this before.”
She turns her head slightly to look me over. “Really?”
“Yeah, really.”
“Huh.” That’s all she says, causing me to frown.
“Not sure what that means, or if it’s good or bad.”
She runs her fingertips over my shoulders, watching the path they take, then down to my nipples where her nail flicks over the tip. It makes my hips twitch, and I thrust against her, a bead of my precum laying a trail along her hip. “It’s not bad at all. I just figured you’d have done it by now.” She doesn’t meet my eye when she adds, “I thought you and Trina had a thing.”
I jerk my head back, more offended than anything. “Are you kiddin’ me? Hell no, we didn’t.”
“Don’t be pissy with me. She made it seem like ya’ll did. And Rem, I don’t give two hoots if you’re a virgin. Before last night, I’d only done it once with Clyde.”
That makes me pause. “I thought you’d been datin’ since we left.”
“Datin’ doesn’t mean fuckin’.”
Rolling over her, I settle my hips between her thighs and touch our noses together. “You’re right. It doesn’t. I’m glad you’ve never been with anyone other than him. Not that I would’ve thought less of you, but I like knowin’ it’s only ever been us here.” I stress what I say by cupping her pussy with my hand roughly.
Fuck, the moment I touch her, I immediately feel how soaked she is for me. Although I haven’t fucked anyone before, it doesn’t mean I’m not aware of how to do it. But reading and seeing it are so much different from experiencing it, and I can’t help but drop my eyes to where my hand rests and watch as my fingers slip through her folds. Bringing my hand up to my face, I turn it in the morning light and a slow grin builds when I see her arousal shine on the tips.
“You didn’t hear a thing I said, did you?” Dragging my eyes away, I look at her face. She’s amused, biting back a giggle, and I realize I didn’t.
“Wanna repeat it?”
Wrapping her arms around my neck, she tugs me lower to bring my lips to hers. “Nope,” she whispers, then starts peppering my face with more tiny kisses. Lifting her legs around my waist, I let my body fall against hers.
The intensity ramps up when we start grinding against each other, the head of my cock slipping through her folds. Every time I slide through her, a shudder rolls through my body, the hairs on my arms standing on end.
“Remy?”
“Yeah, darlin’?” I ask, distracted as I thrust against her again. I drag my lips down to her neck, then chest and flick a tongue over her nipple. Every time my tongue rakes against it, it gets harder and harder.
“I’m gonna need you to go ahead and fuck me, or I’m gonna flip you over and ride you.”
I pause, lifting my eyes to look up at her. The lyrics from that country song, save a horse and ride a cowboy, flicker through my head and I chuckle. She frowns and smacks my head.
Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her against my body and flip us over so she’s straddling my hips. Pushing her back, I lift my hips and grind into her again. “Bets, I have no problems if you take control right now.”
She leans forward, her hair shielding us from the world as she smiles softly. “You’re gonna let me lead?”
“I’m gonna let you lead forever, darlin’. I might pretend that I’m in control in the bedroom down the road, but we’ll always both know that you’ve got the real power here.”
Her smile falters as she stares at me. Seeing the truth in my words, she nods once and grips the base of my cock to lineherself up, then sinks down slowly. I groan low, deep from my chest as her muscles clench around me with every inch as she settles down.
“Christ, Bets,” I pant out.
