Page 74 of A Fighter’s Love

“I know,” she managed. “And yes, maybe…one day.”

He grinned, but only briefly because then he kissed her, hard. It was full of urgency and passion.

She gripped his broad wet shoulders and tipped her head, wanting more of his kiss, more of everything.

Next thing she knew she was hoisted into the air. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist.

His cock nudged her entrance. Her pussy trembled and her nipples dragged on his chest as he pushed her harder into the wall.

“Relax,” he said. “Relax and let me in.”

“Take him,” Jackson said, sliding his hand beneath her ass, his fingers splaying onto her buttocks. “Take him into your sweet pussy.”

“Yes,” she said. “I can…”

Dale smiled, though it was strained, as he eased into her.

She held her breath, allowing him to stretch her.

“Ah fuck, so hot and tight,” Dale said, continuing on his ride to full depth.

“Does he feel good?” Jackson asked. “Filling you up like that?”

“Yes.” Jenny panted. “So good.”

Dale rubbed up against her. Catching her clitoris with his body.

She groaned and fluttered her eyes closed. That was just where she needed it.

He withdrew, pushed back in. The water sluiced down their bodies.

“Fuck her,” Jackson said, his voice low, dark and sultry. “Fuck her, Dale. I want to see you both come, hard, the way I just have.”

His words seemed to spur Dale on. He pulled almost out then rushed back in. When he reached full depth he jerked his hips some more, as if trying to get deeper. On and on he repeated the action.

Before long Jenny was on the precipice of orgasm. Her wet skin goosebumped, and her heart rate rocketed.

She stared into Dale’s eyes. They were wild with lust.

“That’s it, fuck yeah,” Jackson said at their side. “Do it, now.”

“I am…” Jenny allowed the pressure to build to a final, boiling, climax. She held her breath, then tumbled into orgasm.

Dale cried out, a long, sharp gasp of air.

She clung to him as her pussy gripped his cock and her clitoris sent shards of bliss racing around her body. Her pulse thudded in her ears as she dragged in steamy air.

“More,” Jackson said against Dale’s ear. “You’ve got more to give.”

Dale closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. “No fucking fair, you…have your finger in my ass.”

“Yeah, ’cause I want to see you give her more, and for you to take more.”

Dale grunted as he pulled Jenny onto his cock at the same time as he thrust upward.

He seemed to go deeper than ever, the root of his cock stretching her entrance to the point where it stung.

She harnessed every sensation and let it flood her body. Knowing Jackson was also stimulating Dale made it even more erotic and her orgasm extended into another delicious wave of pulsations.

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