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“Not yet.” Cammie grinned back.
“Oh…dimples, how very—”
“If you say cute, I’m leaving.” Cammie took a sip from her glass, watching him over the jutting lime. Her body heat had to be wafting off her with the way her pussy quivered and wept. Zane was exactly the kind of guy she could have some fun with.
Get laid—check!
“Enticing.” He gave her a spicy once-over, trailing a hot-as-hell gaze down, lingering over her double Ds to the curve of her extra-wide hips, then back up again. “Yes, I’m here alone.”
“I’m not looking for love.” Cammie would never be accused of beating around the bush, especially not when it came to sex.
“Neither am I.”
* * * *
Smack!
Cammie’s ass burned like a thousand suns, and she was sure that Zane’s handprint would be seared into her flesh before he was done with her. He had taken her over his knee, and, as she’d correctly guessed, he was hefty enough to lift, then hold her there while he squeezed her dangling tits and walloped her cheeks with his open palm. Neither of them had wasted time stripping, and his hearty cock was digging into her stomach, nudging her every time Zane reeled back for another hit. She would have liked to rub his shaft, but he’d expertly tied her hands behind her back using her bra, and she wasn’t in a position to maneuver his cock into her mouth. She was at this bear’s mercy, just as she liked it.
Not for the first time, Zane seemed to read her mind. He heaved her off his lap then positioned her on her knees. He spread his legs, his cock jutting massively at mouth level. “Let me see those dimples pop, dirty girl.”
She grinned as she opened her mouth then gulped down his dick, pressing her tongue firmly to his shaft as he eased his way in. She gagged and he pulled back, but she shook her head, opened her mouth wider, shifted forward, then took him all the way into her throat.
He growled like a predator that was hungry for more. She sucked him as she moved all the way back to his tip, her lips pressed around his head, flicking her tongue along the ridge of his crown. He reached down to fondle her breasts, pulling a yelp out of her as he pinched and pulled her nipples until her eyes watered.
She swallowed his cock, taking him to the hilt, then slowly backing off again. He smacked her tits with a sharp slap, angling to hit the sides so that they slammed together. He’d squeeze them, gripped hard before moving back to her nipples, tweaking and taunting them all over again.
He spurted a drop of cum, like a preshow to the big explosion, and Cammie swallowed it greedily. She wanted more but he pushed her back so forcefully that she landed on her sore ass with a thump and moaned through the smarting pain.
“We’re coming together.” He lifted her by the underarms, then flipped her over, shoving her face-down into the mattress.
She heard more than saw him rip open a condom package and her core coiled. She lifted her ass and buried her face into the comforter.
Smack!
Her ass burned all over again. She gulped down a scream.
Smack!
She rocked forward on a groan.
He nudged her legs wider, slipped his hand around her waist and hoisted her up and back, before spearing her completely with his giant dick.
She gasped but he gave her no time to adjust. Instead, he swatted her ass again and again, each hit punctuated by a thrust of his rock-hard cock.
He reached around and rubbed her clit, sending explosive sparks through her body. Her toes curled and her pussy spasmed. She dug her shoulder into the bed to keep her face from being smothered and gazed behind to watch this beast of a man ram her. He rocked her with his powerful thrusts, teased her into a frenzy with his fingers circling her clit so roughly and, somehow, continued to tan her ass, alternating between sides until she was sure she’d never be able to sit again.
His dick was a steel rod—hard, slick and punishing as he drilled her relentlessly. Her self-control was no match for his unwavering attention, so when her orgasm crested, holding back was impossible. There’d be no delayed gratification today. Her climax spasmed through her with a full body quiver, then cascaded like a rocket launcher, shooting blast after blast until she was crying out through each shockwave. Zane bellowed through his orgasm, grunting and groaning with each thrust until he collapsed to his knees, sliding his cock out of her pussy before she was completely finished with him. He kissed her sore ass cheeks, and his tenderness made her knees wobble.
She shifted to her side, too scared to put weight on her ass right away, and looked down at him. He brushed his fingers through his hair, pushing it from his face as he puffed out his breaths.
“You done?” she asked with a quirk of her lips. “Or are you hungry for more?”
His eyes narrowed in that sexy hooded way men had. “I’m always hungry for more.”
“I think every cabin has suspension gear in the closet.” She motioned to his smaller, more cost-efficient space where some of his clothes appeared to be hanging. His cabin was several floors down from hers and was more like a dorm room—tight space and plain decor. “I don’t think I’ll be able to sit for a while.”
“I’m good at tying knots.” Zane pulled the condom from his cock before standing. “And there are hooks all over this room.” Which made the tight space all-the-more appealing. He could literally suspend her over the bed if he wanted—and she definitely wanted.
