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“See? That wasn’t so bad.”

Rae narrowed her eyes as we walked into her house. “I still would’ve preferred to have an invitation first.”

“I’ll make sure to let Cindy know before the next barbecue,” I told her. Shutting the door, I walked over and hugged Rae from behind. She had a weird fixation on manners. She always said please and thank you, even to me, for everything. I took out the trash the other day and she gifted me with one of those smiles I loved and a thank you.

I wasn’t complaining. She made me feel appreciated. Which in turn made me want to give her anything she fucking wanted. It was a weird phenomenon.

She turned in my arms and smiled up at me. “Thank you.”

Which just proved my point. Grinning down at her, I cupped her face in my hands, lowering my mouth to hers. She sighed and opened up for me, giving as good as she got.

When I broke the kiss, she was grinning. “What was that for?”

“I’m a lucky son of a bitch.”

Her cheeks flushed red. “You’re sweet. I really like Warrant’s family.” She was trying to change the subject so she wasn’t the center of my attention. Like that was ever going to fucking happen. She was pretty much the center of my world now. Maybe it was weird for other men, but we were intense fuckers and once we took an old lady, that was it. Didn’t matter if we’d known her for an hour, a day, or a year. We were goners.

“We do too. Not sure why they put up with Warrant, but-” I trailed off. She’d get used to compliments from me, eventually. I planned to shower her with them until she did, and even after.

She laughed. “His mother seems to know how to handle him.”

“As much as anyone can. She’s teaching Ainsley.” I tugged her a little harder into my arms. “Can we stop talking about that dickhead now?”

“Sure. What would you like to- Oh.” Her eyes widened as I dropped down to my knees and skimmed my hand up under her skirt.

“I’ve been thinking about doing this all damn night.”

“Wait...Pyre!” she squeaked as I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder. “I’m going to fall.”

“I won’t let you,” I assured her, grabbing one of her perfect ass cheeks in my hand to anchor her in place. Her skirt was now draped over my head and I was in fucking heaven.

I could hear her breath catch and her hands gripped my hair as I shoved her panties to the side and dragged my tongue along her core. The first taste was better than anything I’d everhad in my mouth. I wanted more. I sucked her clit into my mouth, groaning at finally getting my hands and mouth on her, and shoved my hand into the front of my pants. Wrapping my fist around my cock, I began to stroke. She moaned as her hips ground against my mouth.

I ate her pussy like a starved man. Like she was the best damn meal I’d ever had. She was going to get used to me doing this because I planned to as often as I could. I’d spend hours a day here between her thighs if she let me.

When her cries and moans were coming faster, I let go of my dick and slipped two fingers into her hot, tight pussy. The second she began to flutter around my fingers, I lightly bit her clit. Her scream as she came was muffled by the skirt still covering my head.

I was so fucking hard it was almost painful. Getting to my feet, I caught her as her knees began to tremble and she swayed. I lifted her until she could wrap her legs around my hips and walked back to her bedroom while kissing and nipping her neck. Her skin was going to be red later from me rubbing my beard over it. I loved marking her up a bit, making sure she, and anyone else who saw, knew she was mine.

Laying her on the bed, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head with one hand. Lifting her skirt, I tugged her panties off, then opened my jeans, letting them fall to the floor. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, Baby Girl. You ready for that?”

Her breath caught again as she nodded. Her hands smoothed up over my abs under my shirt. We were both still fully clothed and it was hot as fuck.

I stroked her hair off her face. “You’re so fucking beautiful. And all mine.” Using one hand, I opened up a condom packet and rolled it on. “You want it?”

She nodded again and that was the only answer I needed. I slammed home and her head fell back as she gasped. Herhips arched up into me as she moaned. She was so fucking responsive. And a little deviant, I’d figured out. I hadn’t taken things too far yet, but my old lady seemed to like more than just the usual vanilla stuff in bed. A little biting, spanking, and who knew what else? I was looking forward to finding out.

I had a feeling if I wrapped my hand around her throat she’d go crazy, but this was already going to be a quick fuck because my dick had been hard for hours. Getting her off first was my priority, and seeing my hand around her pretty little throat as I fucked her was going to set me off.

I doubted she was overly wild, so I’d explore her boundaries slowly, but it wasn’t going to be all missionary with the lights off with her. And I was fucking glad for that. We’d have a lot of damn fun figuring out exactly what she liked and wanted in the future.

I groaned as I thrust into her. She was so damn tight and wet. Her inner muscles were strangling my cock. Reaching down, I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder, needing to be deeper. “Fuck, Rae.”

Her moans got louder, more breathy, as the changed angle hit a spot deep inside that she seemed to enjoy. “Right there,” she moaned, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.

I wasn’t going to last long, not with the sounds she was making and the way her pussy felt. Pounding into her, I kept the rhythm and depth the same so that I would continue to give her what she asked for. Her pussy began to clench around me, trying to suck the cum right out of my balls.

“That’s it, Baby Girl,” I grunted, gritting my teeth as I held back so she could finish. “Come for me.”