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Still, she doesn’t say the word, so I don’t pause. I don’t relent.

I know when she’s about to utter it because her entire body twists, ready to wring itself for me. And as she gasps a breath to tell me to stop, I thrust two fingers inside her, latching onto her clit and grazing it with my teeth as her plea drawls into a pleasured moan that’s muted by her suffocated breaths.

“Good girl.” I blow over her clenching pussy before pressing a kiss to the top of her slit and pushing to my feet. Bracing myself over her, I watch her senses coming back to her slowly. Lust-hazed eyes blink, and when they focus on me again, I ask, “Better?”

“Illegal.” A girlish giggle bursts from her, flushed cheeks darkening as I brush her hair from her face, perspiration deepening the fiery red.

Lacing my hand with hers, I step backward, holding Summer steady as she slips down from the table and trails toward me with her dress clinging to her sweat-sticky thighs.

I don’t stop until we’re in my bedroom. Flipping the lights on, I tell her, “Take off your dress. Strip for me, Summer.”

There are no certainties apart from the here and now, and if this is all we ever get, I’m going to make sure I live every fucking fantasy I’ve ever had of her.

7

SUMMER

What a moment for my mother to be right.

Taking a deep breath, I try to make sense of the serious look in Parker’s eyes. The postorgasmic haze dissipates as he takes a step back, and the air chills on my skin.

“You don’t like it?” The question blurts from my lips as my arm covers my breasts and the other bands around my belly, covering the piercings my mother swore would turn away the “nice boys.”

Parker takes another step back, hands clenching at his sides as his eyes narrow and a brow hitches.

“I can take them off…if…if you don’t like them…?”

Unbuttoning his shirt, he focuses on his fingers, then the belt, and then he pops the button of his jeans. The fly whirrs open of its own accord as he takes his shirt off, leaving that mouthwatering V in plain view.

“Does it look like I don’t like what I see?” he asks, tugging the opening of his jeans wider so that the bulge in his boxer briefs practically bursts from the fitted confines.

“No.”

“No,” he repeats my whisper with a faint smile, closing the space between us again. “No, it doesn’t, because you’re sexy as fuck, Sum. And if I don’t pace myself…” Parker pauses, almost flush to me, his hand tunneling into my hair as he tips my face up to his. “If I don’t take my time right now, I’ll blow my load faster than a horny teenager.”

Pressing his lips to my forehead, Parker trails kisses down my nose and pecks at each of my cheeks before he finally takes my mouth. The taste of him mixed with mine is all it takes for my insides to liquify with a greater need than the one he left me with earlier. It doesn’t matter how much he gives me; I want more and more. It’s never enough, even when it’s too much.

“Wild Thing…” he murmurs across my lips, nudging them apart and rolling them between his.

The gentleness and sweetness, still rough with that possessive edge I did not see coming. And it’s what consumed me all night. Knowing that he was watching me. Knowing that I had the power to unravel him in the same way he was tormenting me.

The mere thought makes my knees cave and my body ache to feel his unforgiving desire on every inch of my body, inside and out.

“Summer…you’re beautiful, and those piercings…” A groan cuts off his remark. “Those piercings are fucking lush. Every inch of you is…”

Grasping his jeans and underwear in my hands, I tug them over his ass, freeing his erection as I lower myself in front of him. My eyes lock on his while my lips and my tongue trace a wet path down his chest, between muscled grooves and taut, golden skin. I pause at his navel, pressing my forehead to his abs while his cock bobs between my breasts. Precum scalds my skin as his hands knot in my hair, and he flexes into me.

“I want to fuck you, baby,” he grits between clenched teeth. “I’m going to use and abuse your sweet pussy until you’re begging me to stop again.”

Fuckity fuck. My heart runs away with itself at the remark while my throat swells and my mouth dries. Good God…

“You’ll feel me for days.”

“Mmmm…” My eyes are already rolling to the back of my head at the picture he’s painting with his graveled words.

Lacing at my nape, his hands tug me up, even while I hold on to his calves to try and hold myself in place. “I want to feel your cunt choke my cock as you come for me again and again.”

“Parker…” I’ve tasted myself on his lips, and now I want to taste him on my tongue. He wants my pussy to pine after his dick, and I want my mouth to water at the memory of this moment. “Let me taste you first.”

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