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“And what about me?” I kiss the swell of her breast, swirl my tongue over the soft skin above her nipple, suck on the underside.
Fucking perfection.
She whimpers, back arching when my teeth graze her skin, her voice coming out rushed and desperate.
“You kissing me. Your tongue.”
Sweetheart, my tongue’s not the only thing I’d use on you.“You dream of me, little doe?”
She nods, pinching her eyes shut, and lets out a cry that I’m sure will be the last nail in the coffin to finally send me straight to the insane asylum.
Joke’s on them. I’m not going without her.
She did this to me and I’ll drag her to hell right behind me if it means I won’t have to give her up again.
“Turn around.”
She pauses when I still her hips, green eyes glowing in the moonlight overhead.
“Turn. Around.”
Awkwardly she does, a startled gasp leaving her when I tug her back into my front. I smile against the side of her neck. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her little sounds.
She trembles in my lap when my hand slips down her stomach, to the fishnets covering her thighs that I will definitely be burning later. “This fucking outfit,” I grit, moving higher, under the folds of the skirt to where the fishnets meet right at the apex of her thighs.
“What if someone sees?” she breathes, but in that moment when she wiggles against me, I don’t think she much cares.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
“My little exhibitionist.” I seize her by the throat, tugging her head back to whisper in her ear. “And if anyone does see, I’ll let them die a slow, painful death while they watch me fuck you.”
“Mason,” she gasps, a shiver running down her spine, though I’m not sure if it’s from my dark words or the way I fist the fishnets and rip a hole right in the center of them. “I thought you couldn’t stand me?”
She shakes her head, but before she can speak, I slip her panties to the side and run a finger through her folds. Soaking fucking wet.
“This better all be for me.” My cock aches to be let free, but this is one of those moments where I need to control it because fucking her here is not in the cards right now. I don’t have it in me to be gentle tonight. Not like she deserves. “Place your feet on either side of the ottoman.”
“But—”
“You want to come?”
I’m nearly blind with the need to sink inside her, but if she wanted me to, I’d let her go. Even if my cock feels like it would go on strike because of it.
Begrudgingly, she places each foot on either side of my legs, effectively spreading herself open for me. I pull the skirt down farther, thanking fucking God, the universe, mother fucking nature, that it still covers her. I’m not lying when I say I’ll fucking gut anyone who sees her.
“You listen so well when you’re aching for me, little doe. Maybe I should piss you off more often.”
“Fuck you” she bites, though it lacks any real enthusiasm with the quiet gasp that slips free when my finger enters her.
“Soon . . .” I grit.So fucking tight.“Tell me what’s going through that pretty little head.”
I suck on the flesh of her neck, marking her for myself while I move that finger in and out of her at a painstakingly slow pace. She’s tight, fitting snug around me and so fucking perfect, my hand fucking shakes.
It pisses me off.
“Hannah.”
