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“Couldn’t sleep.”

My fingers drum the steering wheel, the rain loud against the car roof.

“A lot on your mind?” I ask.

She chuckles. “Always.”

“When was the last time you played in the rain?”

Her giggle is filled with delight and I ache to have her under my touch. “Are you serious?” she says playfully.

“Deadly.” There's a grin slowly forming on my lips and I let it happen.

The line goes silent for a beat. “Where are you?”

“Downstairs.”

“Downstairs?” she repeats, slight surprise in her voice. Then another pause. “Okay, I’ll come down.”

I chuckle. “That’s my girl. Oh, and Jimbo?

“Yeah?”

“Put on something white.”

I end the call, throwing my phone in the passenger seat. I don’t know if she’ll actually listen to my last request, but I hope she will. The thought of wet fabric clinging to her soft tits makes me chew on my thumb, leg bouncing as I wait.

I’m suddenly starving for her.

A few minutes later, I see the building door open and I climb out of the car so she can spot me since I’m parked in a vacant spot, away from most other vehicles.

And fuck, she has on a white tank top, pink gym shorts and slides. I lick my lips, barely feeling the rain now that James is in my line of vision. I start making my way toward her, and everything else begins to melt away.

Under the awning, she peers upwards as if gauging how hard it’s raining. Then looks around, eventually spotting me. When she does, she walks straight into the rain. Laughing, she raises her shoulders and hands as if trying to offset the shock of getting wet.

Her top is see-through in seconds. I groan out loud when I realize she’s not wearing a bra underneath that flimsy top of hers, her nipples visible through the fabric. I speed up, and she does too until she sprints the last few feet and jumps into my arms giggling. I spin her around, her feet swinging, and if I could turn her laugh into a drug, I’d be addicted to it for the rest of my worthless fucking life.

Her gaze turns serious, her blue eyes sparkling like the stars above us as I gently place her feet back on the ground. Her wet hair sticks to her face and I suddenly crave to taste the rain falling over her lips.

I kiss her like we have a lifetime in front of us.

I kiss her like I won’t ruin this eventually.

Pulling away, I lead her back to my car. I have her sit on the hood, her legs falling open as I step into the open space. I lack the words to tell her how much I want her. How much I need her. So I stare at her some more, my thumb stroking her cheek while the other rests on her hip.

She grabs my soaking shirt into her fists. Her voice pierces the sound of the rain around us. “Kiss me.”

My lips crash into hers, my tongue sweeping into her mouth. She tastes like life itself. Like the life I wish for myself, but know I’ll never attain. Quickly, our kiss turns urgent. My hands find her hard nipples against her wet top, tugging and twisting them as I push my hips into hers. She gasps eagerly, wrapping her legs around my waist, leaning back as I grind my erection into her center.

“Ozzy,” she moans against my ear, her hands desperate, fighting against the button of my jeans. “Fuck me.” Her tongue is hot on my earlobe, and I shiver. “Here. Now.Please.”

I don’t even have time to form a real coherent thought before I’ve spun James around and shoved her shorts down her round ass. Her hands land flat on the hood as I snake my arm around her chest, my palm collaring her throat.

“James, James, James,” I taunt, my other hand finding her pussy soaking andso delectablyready for me. “Look at you.” I slide two fingers inside her exquisite cunt. “Dripping wet and begging to be fucked.” I don’t waste any time, springing my cock out and pushing her down against thehood. “I can’tfuckingwait to feel you bare against my cock.”

Her long moan is answer enough, I’m practically reverberating with my need for her. Notching myself against her entrance, I fist her tank top in my hand and manage to thrust my cock halfway inside. Her pussy flutters around me and I lean down, caressing her wet hair off her face. “Let me in, baby. Let me fuck you as hard as you’re craving.”

She whimpers at the words, and I feel her body relax. Taking the opportunity, I slam to the hilt, both of us gasping in unison. I’ve fucked without a condom before, but this feels closer to a spiritual experience than just the sensation of skin on skin. I want it to last forever. I want her pussy wrapped around my cock till death do us part.

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