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As if I needed a death wish.

“You already know I’m clean. Glad we cleared that up,” Imumble, growing more impatient. “Don’t you dare come, Collie. Wait until I’m inside you. You need to control it. Let me have my fill before you let go.” I let my kisses lead to her stomach, taking pride in the frustrated groan she lets out from the absence of my tongue on her pussy.

This is a pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Freeing in spite of my need for dominance.

“Okay. Okay,” she whimpers, relaxing herself. “I’ll be good.”

I chuckle against the warmth of her milky skin. Goosebumps rise on her flesh at my arrival on her stomach, likely foreshadowing my direction.

I’ve got a set of tits to suck.

Lifting up the band of her bra, Collie’s perfectly shaped tits fall free. “Motherfucker,” I groan, thrusting my jean-covered hips into the makeshift mattress, searching for friction. “These tits.” I cup them in my hands and rub my thumbs across her nipples. “You’ve never been more stunning than you are now. Swollen with need. Cunt dripping. Tits fighting to have my mouth on them. Like a goddamn fantasy.”

“Easton,” Collie moans, arching her back for me to have a taste. Her right nipple finds my lips, and I feast. Pulling it between my teeth and biting, loving the way she cries out in pain and pleasure. Collie’s hand finds the top of my head, gripping my hair and yanking me where she needs me.

I’m happy to give her anything. There’s something incredibly attractive about a woman who knows what she wants, and most importantly, how she wants it.

She isn’t shy, and that’s a quality I never knew I’d enjoy so much.

“Yessss. God, I love the way you touch me. Makes me feel so good.”

I switch to her other breast, showing it just as much attentionbefore licking up the center of her cleavage. “I need to be inside you, Collie. Fuckkkkk.”

“Strip, Easton. Show me how much you want me.”

“You have no idea,” I mumble before removing her bra entirely and sitting back on my heels. With the view of Collie naked below me, I’ve never been more motivated to strip. My boots, jeans, and jacket are gone in an instant, leaving me in a plain white T-shirt and black boxers.

“I like you like this.” Collie caresses the sides of my thighs, her breath shortening as my shirt comes off next. “Easy and light. Like you just finished with an infinity star massage and couldn’t be more relaxed. It makes me feel comfortable with you.”

Something is happening inside me, and it’s more than I bargained for. The urge in my chest to hold Collie and never let go. To protect her from all the bad things in the world and refuse to let anyone steal the unique light inside of her.

“I’m comfortable with you, Collie. And that’s a new feeling. I’m sorry if I’m not good at it.”

“Not possible,” she reassures me. “Now, show me that beautiful cock.”

I strip my boxers free, letting my hard length do the talking. “This what you want?” I grip the base of my shaft.

“Mhm. I want it inside me.”

I take a long, fluid stroke, hissing at the sensation of my hand. Her pussy is going to feel like heaven squeezing me. I let my eyes focus on her swollen tits and drag them down to her center, the home I’m minutes away from making my own.

Collie’s urgency thrills me as she leans to sit upright and grabs hold of my aching cock before slipping me into her mouth. “Fuckkk. Fuck.”

She hums, rolling her tongue on the underside of my cock and circling back to the top. We can’t do this if I want to last.

With a quick yank of her hair, I bend her head back, forcing her to look at me. But I can’t think straight when she licks her bottom lip, my pre-cum now vanishing at the swipe of her tongue. “Jesus Christ. You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Ready to fuck me yet, Ranger?”

“Filthy fucking vixen,” I grunt, pulling her hair even more until she’s on her back again. “You wanna be fucked like a little slut, Collie?”

She grins. “I’ll let you take a wild guess.”

“Keep flirting with my cock like that and we won’t make it far.” Holding my length in one hand, my other finds her throat as she spreads those pretty thighs for me without asking.

I slide across her slit, not entering, but not teasing either. The head of my cock pays close attention to her clit, and one shift of her hips has me seeing stars. “Remember your safe word, Collie.” A nod solidifies her understanding, and that’s all the acceptance I need before thrusting into her with one plow. “Holy shittttt,” I exhale, bottoming out inside of her.

“Oh my god. You’re so big. Yessss.”