She hummed, shimmying her bottom against me in invitation. I abandoned her breast, sliding our interlocked hands down her abdomen and pausing when I got to the band of her panties. Running my fingers along the top, I gave her a chance to stop me, all the while silently begging she didn’t.
“Do it,” she said, granting my unspoken wish, and I sent up a silent prayer of thanks to the heavens.
I slipped our hands into her panties, groaning against her neck when I felt the soft, smooth wetness of her pussy. Swiping my finger straight up her seam, I swirled lazy circles around her clit. “Christ, youarewet. This all for me?”
Her breathing increased, her hand squeezing mine as I moved unhurriedly against her. “You know it is. Don’t be cocky.”
Huffing out a laugh, I pressed my lips to her ear. Sex with Kenna had been phenomenal, yes, but it’d also been…fun. We’d managed to blow each other’s minds while also making each other laugh.
“I think I earned the right to be cocky, considering the state of your pussy.” I followed her unspoken order, the slight push against my hand urging me lower.
As soon as I slipped a finger inside her, she let loose a low moan, and I joined her when she detangled our fingers and moved hers up to press against her clit.
“Fuck, Kenna, you’re gonna kill me.”
Unable to move my fingers inside her like I wanted—like I knewshewanted—I pulled away only long enough to hook her leg over mine, opening her wide for me.
Sliding my hand back to her center, I mirrored her strokes against her clit, joining her fingers until she was moaning loud enough to wake every animal sharing the Ridge with us. Only then did I move my hand down and slip my fingers into her again, pumping slowly even as she rocked her hips against me, urgency underlying her every movement.
“What do you need?” I asked, knowing damn well what it was but wanting desperately to hear the words from her.
Not only was it hot as hell for her to ask for exactly what she wanted, but I needed to make sure she was doing this with a clear mind. I hadn’t been lying when I’d told her that last night. I was all in, but I’d be damned if I fucked her before she was.
“Faster. Oh God, faster.” Her perfect ass rocked against me, the lush curves sliding against my painful erection.
“Not yet.”
“Yesyet. Now.” She reached down, abandoning her clit as she gripped my wrist, trying to guide my movement into her body.
“Uh uh,” I said, not increasing the slow pump of my fingers, my mouth actually watering over the thought of tasting her again.
That’d have to wait—at least until it was warm enough for her to lie on top of the sleeping bag, because there was no way my 6’4” ass was going to be able to stuff myself down there.
“You forget how wet you need to be to take all of me? Gotta make sure this pussy is slippery as hell, and since I can’t get mymouth on you right now, my fingers are gonna have to do the torture.”
She groaned, tossing her head back against my chest. “Itistorture. God, Hud, I’m wet enough.”
“Not for my cock, you’re not. Does that mean you don’t want it?”
Her hips still rocked against my hand, trying to urge me faster. “You know I do,” she breathed.
There it was—the words I’d wanted to hear. That she was on board with this. Was as desperate for me as I was for her.
“Then be quiet and let me do my thing.”
“Yourthingis drivin’ me crazy.”
I slipped another finger inside her, a low rumble pouring from my chest at the feel of her. So tight and warm. “No, my thing is makin’ you come.”
“Oh God, yes, please. Do it.”
Her liquid heat soaked my fingers as I pumped them into her, stretching her to take me. Slowly, I increased my pace, my thumb sneaking up to strum her clit since she’d abandoned it.
Instead, she dug her fingernails into my wrist, her head tilted back against my chest. It was just light enough inside the tent to make out her parted lips, her eyes squeezed shut. Fuck, she was gorgeous, all wanton and needy. For me. For what I could give her.
I propped myself up on my elbow and urged her to twist partially onto her back, just far enough that she was spread out beneath me and I had access to her breasts. With my nose, I inched the cotton up her torso, desperate to feel her rosy peaks against my tongue.
With an impatient huff, she arched against me and whipped her shirt over her head, the move pushing her pussy down hard on my fingers. “Yes. Just like that.”
