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“No. I just thought—I, er, you two are spending a lot of time together. I just wondered where you saw it going.”
“Annnnd that’s our cue. We should get going if we’re going to take the boat out.” I pushed to my feet.
Brinkley laughed over her words. “Has he not told you about the three-question rule?”
“What’s that about?”
“He only allows me to ask three questions a day. I try to sneak in a fourth question all the time, but he sticks to his rules.”
“He’s always been a bit of a rule follower.” Mom chuckled. “I’m just going to go to my room and get changed. Give me about thirty minutes?”
“Take your time,” I said as I watched her go down the hallway into her room and close the door.
“Why are you getting all agitated? Her questions didn’t bother me,” Brinkley whispered.
I took her hand and tugged her down the hallway to the bedroom and closed the door.
My mouth was on hers the second the door was closed. “I’ll tell you why I’m agitated. I fucking missed you. Your smart mouth. Your body.” I kissed down her neck.
“Your mom is right down the hall,” she hissed, but her fingers were tangled in my hair, tugging me closer.
“What if we’re quiet?” I said against her ear and nipped at her lobe. She nodded.
I pulled back and moved her to the dresser, where a large mirror sat on the wall above it. I turned her around, and she watched me in the mirror, her hooded gaze locked with mine.
“I missed you, too,” she said, her voice low and laced with desire. She shoved her shorts down her legs and kicked them to the side before jutting her ass back in my direction.
I took in her peach-shaped ass and white thong that was doing very little to cover it. “God. I love your fucking body so much, sweetheart.”
“I need you now.” Her head fell back against my chest, and I reached into my pocket for a condom and had my shorts and briefs down within seconds. I rolled the latex over my throbbing cock and watched her in the mirror.
I leaned down and tore the lace fabric right off her body, and her eyes widened. I tossed her now-decimated thong on the floor and ran my fingers along her pussy.
“So fucking wet and ready,” I whisper-growled against her ear, and her breaths were labored.
I teased her with my tip before pushing in, slowly at first.
Her eyes closed, lips parted.
I shoved the straps of her tank top and bra down her shoulders, exposing her beautiful tits, as I pulled out and thrust back in. I squeezed her breasts, teasing her nipples as we found our rhythm.
Faster.
Harder.
She met me thrust for thrust. Every single fucking time.
Her body was made for mine.
She was made for me.
“Lincoln,” she whispered and placed her hand over her mouth to remain quiet. Our breaths were out of control, and my cock swelled inside her, as we were both overcome with desire.
My need for this woman was feral.
Completely out of my control at this point.
My hand moved around her hips, finding her clit and knowing just what she needed.
