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“Yes,” I say, kissing her hard.

She reaches one hand into my pants and grabs my dick behind her back, holding it tight and stroking it hard.I hook my thumbs under the waist of her leggings, pull them halfway down her thighs, and Clementine parts her legs as I reach between them from behind.

She’s wet as hell, her lips and clit a little swollen, and she moans again when I touch her, arching her back, grabbing the railing again with the hand that’s not on my dick.I run my thumb over her soaking wet lips and down to her clit, my other hand squeezing her ass, and Clementine gasps, stroking me one more time.

Then she puts her other hand on the railing, leaning a little forward.I push my pants down and they puddle at my feet.

“I thought you didn’t really like it from behind,” I say into her ear.“You used to always want to do it face-to-face.”

I grab her hips with one hand and press the tip of my cock against her clit, the slight pressure making a tremor run through my body.She looks over her shoulder at me and rocks back.

“Sometimes a girl just wants to get bent over and fucked hard,” she murmurs, smiling.

I kiss her on the shoulder blade and move my cock until the tip is at her slippery, swollen entrance, and then I slidejustthe head inside her.She gasps softly, and a shock of pleasure runs through my body.Iwantto sink my whole cock into her right then, so bad I can barely stop myself, but I grab her shoulder and pull out.

We’ve never fucked bare before, but we’re not teenagers any more, and we’ve got all the time in the world.I want to do thisright, fuck her slow, memorize every skin-to-skin millimeter.I slide a little deeper with each thrust, and soon Clementine is gasping, panting for breath, moving her hips back like she wantsmorebut I don’t give it to her.

Not yet, anyway.

“You don’t have to go slow,” she says, looking at me over her shoulder.

“I know,” I say, and kiss the back of her neck, her lower lips halfway up my shaft.I pull out.

She reaches back and puts one hand around my neck.

“C’mon,” she whispers.

I push into her again, her tight muscles gripping me.She moans, and I pull back.

“I only get to fuck you bare for the first time once,” I murmur.I thrust again, deeper.“I want to feel every inch.”

Out, in.I’m going faster because I can’t help it, and Clementine’s eyes are closed and her head is back.

“And I like makingyoufeel every inch,” I say.

I’m moving even faster now, almost all the way in, and I think I’m slowly losing my mind.

“I think you like that too,” I murmur.

“I do,” she whispers.

“It doesn’t get much better than when you’re moaning with my cock inside you,” I say.

Out, in.Out, and then suddenly I’m there, buried balls deep.Clementine is panting for breath, both hands white-knuckled on the railing.She turns her head and I kiss her savagely, rocking our hips together as she moans quietly into my mouth.

“Thank you,” she murmurs when we pull apart.

Fuck, it’s hot.I nuzzle her ear, half laughing as I start thrusting.

“What?”she gasps.

“You’ve never thanked me before,” I say.

“You’ve never fucked me like that before,” she says.

I mean to go slow, because I want to bring her to the brink and drive her crazy until shebegsme to make her come, but I can’t help myself.I manage slow and sensual for a few seconds before a wild, primalurgetakes me over and I push Clementine against the railing, gripping her shoulder from the front, driving my cock into her as hard as I can.

She’s justmoaning, and every so often a couple words make it through, something likefuck yes Hunter God yes.