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Two fingers pushed inside me, and I squealed with the sudden invasion. He rubbed my core, his fingers moving in and out of me as his other hand kneaded my stinging skin. The buildup in my body was quick, and when I started to shake, he pulled out and spanked my ass again.

"Fuck, Tripp."

He pulled me upright by the ponytail and wrapped his arms around my chest. My back was against his chest, and his mouth was kissing my neck from my ear to my shoulder.

"You taste and feel better than I imagined."

"You're making me feel more than I imagined."

"You've never been treated right, Coconut. Hunter is a fucking fool. He should have been studying every fucking way possible to make you come. He should have taken notes, recorded your moans in his phone for reference, and made it his mission to please you every goddamn night."

His hand moved down my stomach and into my panties, where he curled two fingers and moved them inside me again. His other hand was under my bra, pinching my nipples. I could feel his cock pushing against his jeans, hard and pressing into me from behind. Tempting him again, I pushed my ass back and moved, wanting to feel as much of him as possible.

"Don't make me spank you again," he growled. "I'm in the middle of learning everything I need to know to make up for all the times you didn't get what you deserved."

"I'll die if you don't fuck me, Tripp. That is all you need to know."

"Are you on anything?" He growled, pulling his fingers from my pussy and touching my lips.

Nodding, I knew I was still taking a risk with him, but I was hoping that if he trusted me, I could trust him. Until he asked, though, I hadn't even considered the repercussions of what we were doing. Protection was the last thing crossing my mind.

The sound of my panties being ripped made me gasp, and then my bra was gone just as quickly. Reaching my arm back, I held on to Tripp's neck while he rubbed his hands everywhere he could reach.

Turning my head, I urged him to kiss me, and when he did, it was a mere graze before he pulled back. "I'm done just kissing you, Coconut."

ChapterFifteen

Tripp

When I took Tatum to my apartment, there wasn't a doubt in my mind that I wanted her in my bed, but my mind was having a hard time getting past the fact that she was the girl Hunter was pining over. Even though I'd met her before he asked me to "distract her" for a night, it still felt somewhat wrong to fuck her.

Going back and forth between not giving a shit, and wondering if I was an asshole, was making me crazy. It was fucking with me trying to decide if I needed to tell Tatum the truth. Since I hadn't planned on seeing her again, it felt wrong to ruin whatever she and Hunter had left. But then I would remember that there was no way I could let her go after one night and be satisfied.

The final straw was the fact that her phone was ringing at the same time mine was. Looking down, I saw it was Hunter, and I knew her calls were also from him. He knew she was there with me. I just wasn't sure how he figured it out. It felt like it was only a matter of time before he came pounding on my door, though, and if he did, I wanted him to hear her screaming my name from the hallway.

Tossing my phone toward Tatum, I hoped she would see that Hunter was calling me. She needed to realize why I was talking the talk but was having difficulty walking the walk. It had nothing to do with who she and I were and everything to do with Hunter. She just never looked, and I never had the guts to make her.

Which was why I kept bringing him up and asking her questions. Almost forcing her to be as fucked as I was. She wasn't, though. She just begged for more, not even caring that I kept bringing Hunter in between us.

With her completely naked, I pushed her back onto the bed and flipped her onto her back again. She was so little that it was almost unfair how much control I could have over her. Spanking her ass when she taunted me wasn't fair either, but nothing was making sense, and all I could do was whatever I felt at that moment.

She stared up at me with her legs open while I lowered my jeans and kicked them aside. I didn't wear any underwear unless I was playing a match, so I was naked quicker than she expected.

Her tongue came out and licked her lips as she stared, then her eyes widened when she saw the shiny circular barbell pierced on the underside of my cock. It was safe to say she had never seen a Prince Albert piercing, and she sat up, reaching her hand out to touch me.

"Did that hurt?"

"Like a bitch. But I had it done when I needed to feel the pain."

Pushing her back down, I climbed over and kissed her, softly running my piercing through her folds so she could feel the cool metal.

"Will it hurt me?"

"No. I won't let it."

"Tripp?"

Lifting so I could see her eyes, I waited for her to tell me whatever she needed to say.

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