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He starts moving down, but I stop him.

“I want it,” I gasp.

“I know. I’m gonna give it to you, baby.” He brushes his mouth over my lower belly.

“No, I want dick.”

He laughs, coming back up. “I can do that too.”

I wriggle out of my shirt, tossing it over the bed. He pushes down his pants and pulls his t-shirt off, grabbing a condom from his pocket before he tosses everything aside. His mouth meets mine, and I spread my legs, wrapping my ankle around him to pull him close. I must be soaked, because the head of his cock nudges my pussy and slips in so fast, we both gasp. His hips undulate as he kisses my lips apart, tongue swiping mine.

I pull back.

“Hard, please,” I gasp, holding on as he pulls out and slams back in.

He does as he’s asked, like a gentleman. I hold on, hoping I’m not too sore to sit in the passenger seat all day when he’s done with me. This is the rough edge of him that only came out after we’d established trust. That realization hits me with the same velocity as his body slamming into mine.

We’re both wary. We’re both hurt.

But I trust him.

Our eyes connect, and I tumble into them. He trusts me too, I see it in the vast blue, as big and wide as the sky overhead. His hips pump and he braces a hand on the bed beside my head. The ridges of his stomach ripple. Half delirious, I graze my fingers over them. He gives a soft groan when I don’t stop, letting my touch run over the trimmed hair at his groin, down to where our bodies connect.

He sinks, keeping his hips back so I can wrap my grip around the base of his cock, but close enough he can kiss me.

My lips part. His kiss grazes it, followed by the soft swipe of his tongue as it licks the tip of mine. My stomach wrenches pleasantly.

“Do that again,” I breathe.

He does, kissing so softly, it barely feels like anything, then licking across my mouth and biting my lower lip. Between my thighs, I clench around him without meaning to. His eyelids flutter, and his hips stroke harder.

“Open,” he murmurs.

I do, and he licks across my tongue, flicking the roof of my mouth. It tickles a little, but more than that, it feels like something I want a whole lot more of. Emboldened by arousal, I lift my head and swipe my tongue over his lower lip. His eyes narrow, and he dips in, kissing me deep with a soft grown. Actually, more like a growl, sitting deep inside his chest.

“Open up again,” he orders, breaking away.

My lips part. He dips in and spits on my tongue. A ripple of shock moves through my body, followed by the brief thought that I should think that’s a little…gross. Except I don’t. I kind of want him to grab my face and spit in my mouth again. I had no idea this was something people did. I’d like to do more of it.

“Swallow that, baby,” he groans, hips pumping.

His cock thrusts slow and deep. I swallow and slip my hand down to grab his free wrist, pulling it to my face. He freezes for a bare second and then takes me by the jaw. His fingers dig into it gently—not too much, just enough to make me think that next, I’d like him to flip me over and smack my ass.

“You like that?” he pants. “Pretty little slut.”

I hum, unable to keep my eyes from rolling back.

“Tongue out,” he says.

I do, and he licks it, then spits on it. Then, like he can read my mind, he pulls out and flips me onto my stomach. I go to scramble onto my knees, but his hand comes down on my lower back and presses me into the bed.

“Cock your knee up there, baby,” he rumbles.

I slide my right knee up. The warmth of his hard body sinks onto mine, and one hand slides up the side of my head and into my hair. His hand slips between us and his cock nudges between my legs. It doesn’t feel like he should be able to get it in at this angle, but clearly, he knows something I don’t, because it slides right in. There’s a hint of pain as he bottoms out. I don’t mind right now. In fact, I kind of love it.

“Let me fucking tell you, baby,” he grits out between thrusts. “You have the tightest, wettest little pussy I have ever fucked.”

None of the other people I slept with did much dirty talking in bed. It’s a pleasant surprise to find I like it. A lot.