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“Tell me,” I murmured. “Say what you want me to do.”

I brushed my mouth over her hot skin, the back of her neck, then her spine. She whimpered and moaned, grinding against me.

I moved my hand from her thigh and slapped her lightly against her aching pussy. Right above her clit.

“Ty,” she screamed my name.

“Tell me, baby,” I demanded, cupping her core to ease the burn.

Her entire body shuddered. “I want your hand on my pussy, I want your mouth, I want your cock… I want everything,” she whimpered.

She was drenching my fingers.

I could feel her throbbing for my cock. I dipped my fingers through her wetness, feeling her walls clench around them.

“P-please,” she said, her head falling back.

I pulled out my fingers and brought them to her plump lips, smearing her arousal all over them.

“Taste yourself.”

Her lips parted and her tongue flicked across her lips, then she wrapped her mouth around my fingers and sucked them deep.

A groan reverberated through my chest.

I fucking wanted her mouth on my cock, but I wouldn’t last.

She ground down, her ass circling over my crotch. Pulling my fingers out of her mouth, I reached down for her pussy again. My wet fingers found her clit, applying pressure, circling it faster and harder.

Then I plunged two fingers deep inside her.

“Ty…” she moaned. “Oh… my… Ty… so… good.”

I curled my fingers within her and pressed my thumb down on her clit. A cry wrestled from her throat, and I knew it’d be my end.

“Please, Ty,” she pleaded. “I want you inside me.”

I pulled my fingers away, then flipped her over on her back and lined her pussy up with my cock. I slid myself against her drenched folds, her heat tempting me. Her hips arched, dipping the tip of it into her greedy pussy.

She held my gaze.

There were no traces of panic. No ghosts. Just her and me.

Her nod was all the assurance I needed.

Her hands around me, her fingernails at my back, I thrust inside her, filling her to the hilt.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I grunted, my head falling back. Her eyes were still on me, half lidded and full of lust.

“Ready?”

“Please, yes,” she whimpered, and I was lost.

I gripped her throat and started moving.

I pulled out only to slam into her again.

The only sound filling the space was flesh against flesh, both of us lost in each other. Two sinners searching for heaven in each other.