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“Do you ever turn off?”
Then again, do I ever turn off, when all he has to do is say something dirty, and I can feel my panties melting?
“Not with you,” August growls, pushing lightly at my back. “Do it, Elle. Hands and knees. Now.”
The command in his voice makes me shiver with pleasure.
I know if I really didn’t want to, he’d leave me be.
But I want this.
I want him.
And I want him to not take no for an answer.
My stomach still twists as I slide on my hands and knees on the bed.
It’s a tad embarrassing, presenting myself like this—but the self-consciousness is part of what feels so good, making it different, making me deliciously nervous.
Especially when I can’t see what he’s going to do to me. I can only feel as his hands glide over my ass, down my thighs, taking me down with one rough touch at a time.
He flips my skirt up, leaving my spread thighs exposed. The cool air licks the damp fabric of my panties, ass up and ready to be mounted.
He lets out a soft rumble, running his fingertips along my slit.
I jerk with a faint sound, thighs tightening, body fully on fire.
That touch flits away—then returns in a sharp slap against my ass.
Just a sting that makes my hips jerk forward with a cry while a sudden wetness erupts between my legs.
Oh God.
He’s in a mood tonight.
And suddenly his hands are on my hips, dragging me against him. My spread-open pussy is assaulted as he grinds his cock against me, his slacks hissing against my panties, lace against wool as he rubs deep, teases me, torments me, makes me feel helpless.
Hard and fast he taunts me, every once in a while coming back for another crisp smack that makes me clench and shudder and whimper his name.
It shouldn’t feel this good.
But there’s something intensely erotic about it.
Even more so when he stops, and I hear his zipper dragging down.
His fingers hook my panties, dragging them aside.
His fingertips scrape naked flesh until I keen softly, biting the inside of my cheek.
“August!” I whisper-scream as he drives into me sharply, brutally, sinking home in a single hard stroke.
It’s like he’s punishing me for making him miss me.
It’s harsh, desperate, fast, plunging hard and deep, fucking me like a wild animal.
His thrusts catch me up in it until I’m losing my mind.
I’m so wet, squirming my ass back into him like a madwoman.
