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“Yeah, all that’s going inside you.”

Skinny chicks have always been my kryptonite. I once told Paolo that I liked curves since his chick had them, but something about shoving my giant dick into the pussy of a skinny girl and having her take it sends me into another stratosphere. And pushing it into Chloe’s hot little body is making my balls tingle.

I move further down the bench, spreading my legs to give her a better hold on my dick which forces her to splay wider. It’s perfect for letting us both play and explore while watching each other’s reactions. Usually, I like to fuck hard and fast the first time. Knock one out. With her, I want to savor every second of this because she’s hot as fuck and knows what she’s doing.

Her hand grips me tight with perfectly rhythmic strokes and an occasional squeeze that has me groaning and wanting more. Her long nails slightly dig into my chest as she holds herself steady against my fingers, separating her pussy to push inside.

Holy fuck.

She’s so warm and tight that my two fingers are being swallowed up as I work her over. Her eyelids droop, and her lips fight between a moan and a smile. It’s the best damn expression I’ve seen. I know it feels good when her hand stops stroking my dick, allowing her to bask in the good feelings my thick fingers are giving her.

“Sebastian.”

It comes out breathless. A request or a plea. I don’t know which. Her hand releases my dick, coming to rest around my neck to draw me in for a kiss as she grinds into my fingers. Her lips desperately seek out mine, launching with an intensity I haven’t experienced from her before. Her tongue is in my mouth, twisting and turning with mine while the muscles in her arm tighten against the back of my neck.

She’s taking control, strong and forceful, using me to get off, and I fucking love it. She knows exactly what she wants and how she wants it, getting hers before allowing me to get mine. It’s everything opposite of the women my age I’ve been with, and it’s making me crazy with want for her.

When her whole body tightens, her hamstrings flex over my thighs, and the arm at my neck clenches with her tongue down my throat, I know she’s close. The kiss suddenly ends, her head falls back, and her eyes close to the sky. She continues riding my fingers, grinding her hips, and keeping her body taut. It’s fucking stunning to watch her tightly wound, perfectly poised self fall apart in my arms. It lasts only a few more seconds before her body relaxes and her eyes open.

“That was fucking awesome.”

I’d high-five her if my hands weren’t in her and holding her. She looks up at me, her eyes smoldering with passion, and I know that I want her more than anything else in the world. I trail kisses down her neck, nibbling at her collarbone, and she arches her back in pleasure.

“Your turn.”

10

CHLOE

His lips glide across my skin, his teeth nipping at my flesh and soothing away the tenderness with his tongue. It’s a delicious combination that gets me ready for the real thing. The orgasm is a precursor to wanting so much more from him. Feeling his long cock in my hand, the girth like a water bottle, is making me squirm with his fingers still inside me.

My arm snakes around his neck, my hand skating down his barrel chest and six-pack abs to his erection. I want to sit on. I touch his wrist, giving it a gentle but firm tug to move his fingers out of me. When my palm wraps around him, stroking him tightly, he groans against my neck, confirming I’m doing it right.

“I don’t suppose you have a condom hidden outside here somewhere?”

I chuckle as I say it. He lifts his face from my neck with a mischievous smile and holds my body tighter, scooting towards the pile of wet clothes. He rummages through them until he pulls his wallet from his pants and flips it open. One-hundred-dollar bills fall out, which he leaves blowing in the wind until he finds one.

“I think this will do.”

“Only one?”

I tilt my head, giving him a disappointed look. These young ones can go many rounds, and that’s precisely what I am hoping for. It’s been a couple of months since I had sex, and the last guy wasn’t much to write home about. I have a feeling that things will be much different with Seb.

“Hold on, Tiger. I got more in the house.”

I raise my eyebrows and give him a smug smile. He’s about to rip the wrapper off with his teeth when I remove it from his mouth, much to his surprise.

“Let me.”

“Hell yeah.”

I carefully climb off his lap and stand in the center of the hot tub. Steam rolls off his body and evaporates in the cold air around him. His cock stands proudly in the air, unaffected by the freezing temperatures. He’s not circumcised, and the foreskin drapes from the bulging vein on the underside of his shaft. It’s long, thick, and veiny, with a slight curve towards his body. It’s probably one of the most gorgeous cocks I’ve ever seen.

“You going to keep staring at it, or are you going to come ride me?”

“Neither. Both. All of it.”

I dip back into the hot tub to warm up, opening the wrapper and setting it on the rock coping. When I move in the water toward him, positioning myself between his legs, he smiles and widens them.

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