Page 55 of Bossy Baller


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She’s even more beautiful than I fantasized about. Pale pink nipples against lily-white skin. I lift her top up and over her head and toss it to the side.

I take off her sandals, and then drag down her shorts and panties and deposit them with her tank top.

Hannah is bare to me. Exposed.

And I lose my breath looking at her.

“You’re stunning,” I tell her.

I take one pale nipple into my mouth and suck hard. She cries out my name, and I move to her other breast. Her hands claw at my shirt, and I help her pull it off of me.

I take off my sneakers and remove my jeans and boxer briefs.

“Holy crap.” Hanna’s gaze is stuck on my crotch. “You’re even bigger than I thought.”

“And you’ll fit every inch of it,” I promise her. “But not until you’re more than ready.”

That moment happens sooner than I thought.

I put my mouth between her legs, and she comes within seconds.

“You know I don’t ever come this fast,” she says to me as I brace myself over her. “Only with you.”

My lips trace a path up her neck and over to her earlobe. “You’re not done coming tonight, trust me.”

I grab a condom out of my wallet and slide it on.

“We’ll take this super slow,” I say as I position myself at her entrance.

I push forward until I’m just barely inside of her.

“Christ.” I grit my teeth and rest my cheek against hers. “You feel…fuck, Hannah.”

“Come all the way in,” she whispers. “I want to feel you, Mav.”

I do as she asks, pushing slowly until I’m fully inside of her.

And holy fuck. She’s so tight and feels so good that I can hardly stop from coming right away.

My arms are shaking as they bracket either side of her.

“Are you okay?” she asks me with hazy eyes.

“So okay.” I kiss her. “I’m just…this feels different.”

“I know.”

I kiss her again, and it grows harder and more urgent. I start driving in and out of her—slowly at first and then faster and harder until she wraps her legs around my waist and I let go of the controls.

We’re fucking hard, and I don’t know whose cries are louder. Thank God these tent sites are set far apart from one another.

Hannah comes first with a loud moan, and she’s still pulsing around me when I follow her with my own release.

I drop my head into her neck and work to get my breathing under control.

“Am I hurting you?” I ask as I make sure to keep my weight off of her.

“Not at all.” She runs her fingers through my hair. “That was…”