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Her reply catches in her throat when I work the button of her jeans loose and very carefully slip my hand inside.
Fucking soaked.
I press my face into her neck, slipping her arousal around her clit.
Fuck, she’s going to drive me insane.
“Hannah?”
“Yes.” Even through the earplugs in my ears, I can hear the desire in her voice, carefully muted under a guise of sweetness.
I smirk, my fingers finding her clit, and withdraw my hand from under her shirt to lift her arm.
“Arms up.”
She does as I say, letting me hold her arm up until her fingers are underneath mine on the gun. I hold her steady, growling softly in her ear when I let her choose the mark on our target.
“Let go of everything, little doe. Breathe and pull.”
“Pretty hard to do that with your hand in my pants,” she whispers, so quiet, no one else could hear her over the sound of other shooters firing down the range.
“You have until that mag’s empty to come. If you don’t, I’ll spank your ass when we get home.”
That gets her going, and her pussy blooms under my fingers, her arousal leaking down my palm. I bite back a groan, circling her, and when the first shot rings off, she lets out a shaky breath, her thighs clenching on either side of my hand.
“That’s my good girl,” I murmur, low in her ear and she almost forgets what she’s doing. “Nine left. Make them count.”
She takes aim, again, and this time, she doesn’t jump when she fires, instead biting her lip to silence a moan that threatens to claw its way from her lips.
She fires another, this time managing to hit the target off to the left.
“Does it make you wet that anyone could catch us right now?” I tease in her ear, and she nods softly, her ass pressing into my cock. I clench my eyes shut as heat builds at the base of my spine and she fires another shot.
If the bike was foreplay, this may as well be fucking.
She fires another, and then another after that until only a few remain. Her eyes pinch shut and I still my hand until they open.
“Always keep your eye on your attacker, little doe.”
She growls under her breath, but listens, firing two more while her pussy clenches under my fingers.
“Fuck,” I bite in her ear and a tremor rolls through her. “You going to come in my hand?”
She nods but doesn’t speak while I circle her clit faster.
“Mason,” she breathes unsteadily, pulse thrumming from where I reach up to take her tiny throat in my hands. I know she’s right on the cusp of breaking, shattering under my fingers, and fuck do I want to hear her moans right now.
I also don’t want to have to shoot anyone else who hears them, either.
“Come for me, Hannah. Now.”
I strum my fingers across her and she shudders in my grasp, her knees nearly buckling until I have to hold her up. She places the gun down on the counter in front of us, her eyes screwing shut and I force her lips back to mine to swallow her moans.
Fucking hell.
“Good girl,” I murmur, reaching around her and taking the gun before emptying the last two rounds into the target.
They hit right of center, by about an inch and I know it’s from the fucking shake in my hands.
