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I groan, my hand pressing firmer between her legs. “It seems I’m not the only one who doesn’t play fair.”

She rolls in her bottom lip, her cheeks reddening. She inhales deeply, her arms locking into place as her fingers tighten around the grip. Silence spreads around us, as if even the birds are watching and waiting to see what happens.

Bang!

A perfect shot directly through the center of the target.

She nudges the safety on and then spins in my hands to face me. “Five,” she breathes. “I got five shots in the ring.”

“So I noticed.” I take the gun from her and tuck it into the waistband of my pants. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe that means I owe you an orgasm.”

She nods adamantly, her pupils dilating as her chest pants. My palm cradles her cheek, my lips hovering before hers. She swallows hard, looking around. “Here?”

I nod. “Right here. Right now.”

“What if someone sees us?” She bites her bottom lip. “Or hears…me?” A soft pink hue spreads over her skin.

The corners of my lips curve up the slightest bit as I lower my head. “There’s no one within miles of us.” I gently brush my lips over hers. “So don’t hold back. I want to hear just how good I make you feel.” My lips collide against hers as her fingers grip my shirt, tugging me closer. She moans beautifully, her body molding against mine as if she were made for me. My hands slide down her body, gripping her beneath her ass, and lifting her in the air.

She wraps her legs around me like a vise, her pussy rubbing over my abs, seeking the friction she so desperately needs. I kneel, lowering her to the patch of grass and hold myself over her. She lifts her hips, rubbing herself against my cock.

“Fuck,” I hiss out in pleasure as I push down on her.

“Does that…” Her eyes blink. “Does that feel good for you?”

I laugh. “You could touch the tip, and I’d probably come from how badly I want you.” A flush spreads over her chest, and I press my palm to her cheek. “But right now, all I want to do is make you come around my tongue.”

She swallows hard, her brows furrowing. “You can… You can do that?”

I nod. “I can. And I will, if you’ll let me.”

“Please,” she breathes.

I don’t hesitate to move my lips across her jaw and down her neck. Her heart drums wildly beneath her chest, mine matching her rhythm.

My fingers slip beneath the hem of her shirt, lifting it enough to bare her stomach where I press my lips to her skin. Her fingers tangle in my hair as I lower myself, slipping my fingers beneath the denim.

I look up at her. “Is this okay?”

“Yes.” She nods, her eyes never leaving me as I pop the button open and slide down the zipper. She lifts her hips as I tug on the fabric, sliding her jean shorts down her legs until she’s in nothing but a white pair of underwear.

The tips of her fingers dig into the earth as the anticipation grows between her legs. A wet spot forms in the center, her pleasant scent surrounding me. I inhale deeply, curling my fingers around the waistband, and then pull it off her legs, revealing her to me.

“Goddamn,” I groan at the sight of her. Leaning closer, I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh, spreading her legs wider. I glance up and shake my head. “I knew your pussy would be my undoing.” She bites down on her lip, nerves skating over her features. “At any time you want me to stop, just say the word and I will. Understood?”

She nods, and I arch a brow.

“I understand,” she breathes. “Can you just…” She looks away, her eyes briefly closing. “Can you please touch me?” Her eyes find me. “I feel like I’m about to jump out of my skin.”

I position my palms on the inside of her thighs, spreading her wide for me. “Don’t worry, Fiorellina. I’m going to take care of you.”

My face dives in, my tongue flattening against her center, stroking up her entire length before twirling over her clit. My hands clamp down around her thighs, holding her in place as she writhes against the ground, so I can give her body exactly what it desires.

“Oh, God.” She arches her back, her fingers finding my shoulders, digging into me. “That feels…” She pants. “That feels amazing.”

I lap up every ounce of her pleasure, savoring every drop. She’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted, which doesn’t surprise me in the least, but I never expected that one taste would have me craving more and more, causing me to lose myself in her.

My hand snakes beneath my chin, my index finger swirling above her entrance to give her the pressure she craves.