Drew gasps and moans, and she’s so goddamn responsive. Her core bares down on my thrusting digit, and I watch her eyes flutter.
“Can you take another?”
She nods, voice breathy as she answers, “Yes.”
I pull back enough to coat another finger and sink them both into her tight hole.
The noise that comes out of her is like a fist around my cock. I’m aching and hard as steel again. The effect she has on me is insane.
I scissor my fingers inside of her, and she sinks down into it. I find a spot that has her mouth dropping open, hips rolling, and I desperately want to watch her fall apart.
I tap and rub as her grip on me convulses.
“God, Drew. You’re so pretty when you’re writhing on me.”
She bites her lip on a groan and looks up at me with heat pooling in her eyes. “You’ve got a dirty mouth.”
My thrusts grow more punctuated. “You like that?”
She nods. “It’s unexpected, but I do.”
Unexpected. Only because of the boundaries we once had. Now, I can show her the other sides of me. The darker, needier ones.
“Yeah? Well, I like how your sweet little pussy clamps down on me. I can’t wait to see what that feels like on my cock.”
Her moan is louder, hips shifting with more vigor. “You’ve got a nice cock.”
My groan urges me a little faster, a little harder, a little deeper. With her properly latched onto me, I grip her breast in my free hand and run my thumb over her nipple.
“Such pretty tits.” My voice is as thick with want as my cock is. “And so responsive.”
I tug at her nipple, watching it elongate then flicking it back and forth as she tightens around my thrusting fingers.
“I don’t think you’ve been played with enough. Or at least, not properly, in a while.” Because I know her history, and it lends to her being taken advantage of, not taken care of. Like she should be.
I want to take care of Drew. Especially like this. Right now.
My thumb strokes her clit as I curl my fingers. “Oh, you like that. The way your sweet little pussy changes when I hit the right spot. Fuck, Drew. Are you about to come for me?”
Her nod is small but frantic, and her hand in my hair draws my mouth closer. We’re not quite kissing, but I can feel her panting against my mouth.
I double down, enamored by how quickly she falls apart.
Her breath goes haywire first, then her body convulses, and the cry that tears out of her sends her limply into my grip.
I plant a soft kiss on her mouth, which renews her enough that I’m half devouring her as my hand slips free of her jeans.
“I swear that’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever witnessed.”
Drew’s laugh is sweet, cheeks pink.
“Don’t go shy on me now.” Because she’s been a firecracker, and I’m enjoying the way she burns me.
Taking a deep breath, she peers up at me, and there’s no remorse, no shame. Thank god. “Not shy. Just…satisfied.”
I laugh, pressing my hips into hers to keep her trapped against the counter. I’m hard again, but it doesn’t matter.
I just don’t want her to run away yet.
