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She moves her hand up and down in my direction. “The shirt thing.”

Trying not to smile at how damn cute she is, I reach behind me and do the shirt thing. “What else, Red?”

“Gray sweats.”

“Just wanna point out that it’s fabric and fit. Gray can’t make a dick look bigger.”

“You know, wearing them, you’re just asking to be objectified.”

“Begging for it.” I hook my thumb in my waistband and pull the front down enough to allow my dick to get some air. I wrap my hand around it, squeeze, and slowly stroke down my hard-as-hell shaft.

“You’ve been nothing but a tease every time we’ve been in situations like this together. You’re gonna have to put out tonight, Roman Anthony Hart.” She bites her lip to stop from smiling.

“I’m a changed man, Cecilia Aphrodite Shaw. It was lust at first hop, and then it was more. I’ve been on a voluntary abstinence streak that I won’t break until I know?—”

“Get naked; you’re mine,” she cuts me off.

My chest constricts as I push down my joggers and step out of them. “For how long?”

“We’ll revisit after the season.”

When I grab her ankle and pull her down, she squeals.

Licking, sucking, and nipping up her hot body, I skip the place I wanna live in, knowing it’ll drive her wild. “You’re smarter than that, beautiful. You know this is more than a season.”

Once at tit level, I unhook the front clasp of her bra, and they spill out. “Hello, beauties.” Cupping them in my hands, I push them together and bury my face in them before taking one in my mouth, sucking on her nipple, teasing it with my tongue and feeling it tighten in my mouth. Cecilia moans and pulls at my hair, making my cock throb even more.

I move to the other and give it the same attention as I lock eyes with her. She arches into me, reaching down and grabbing by dick in her hand, rubbing it against her heat.

Letting her tit fall from my mouth, I ask, “That where you want me, Cecilia? You want me inside you?”

Her answer is purely physical as she uses my cock to push her panties to the side, dragging it between her folds, positioning me at her opening.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” I groan as I press in just a little.

Her hips lift slightly, and a chill runs up my spine.

“Fuck. Fuck, that’s good—too good.” I grip her hip to stop her grind. “Red, you on birth control?”

She gasps, and I pull out real quick-like.

“I wasn’t thinking. I was?—”

I move to her mouth to stop her from apologizing and to stop myself from telling her I’d love nothing more than to fill her tight, wet pussy with my cum.

Her lips, her mouth, every part of her tastes amazing.

I shift to reach over to my nightstand. I tap the light and pull open the drawer. Pulling out the box of Magnums, I see her checking it out.

I rip the box open and pull one out. I roll over as I rip it open and smile when I see her watching. “You wanna wrap it up?”

She shakes her head.

“It’s yours. You sure you don’t wanna try?”

She clenches her thighs. “Hurry.”

I cover myself and roll to my side. “Lips.”

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