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Josie looks up at me with pinkened cheeks and swollen lips, and I have, in this moment, exactly one thought in my head. It’s pure and base, and all I want to know is how to get her naked as fast as possible. “I used to be better at this,” I mutter as my eyes roam over her.

She laughs once, softly, and her hands move to a string tie at her hip I hadn’t noticed. She pulls it free and I see the dress is a wrap. She’s like a fucking present and I pull the material back to reveal the gift underneath.

Josie’s all golden skin and full breasts with pebbled nipples. I drag a knuckle across one, enjoying the gasp of pleasure before lowering my mouth to it.

I work it with my tongue, pull at the bud with my mouth, and the sounds I elicit from her will live rent free in my head forever.

I realize that I have on too many clothes and slide from the bed to remedy the situation. Making the mistake of looking at her halfway through the process, I’m immediately entranced by the picture before me.

Josie’s face is flushed and her hair is fanned out on the duvet. One of her arms is raised above her head against the pillow, the other bent at the elbow. Her hand near her mouth, two fingers resting against her lower lip in a way that’s coy and sexy at the same time. She stares at me with a steadiness that’s almost frightening in its power.

“Jesus, Josie.”

“What?” she whispers.

“I don’t have a starting point,” I admit. “I don’t even know what to do with you.”

She lowers her hand from her mouth, drags a fingertip straight down the middle of her chest, across her abdomen and hovers at her belly button. “How about start between my legs.”

My cock goes ramrod stiff at her bold request and my mouth waters. I yank off the rest of my clothes and then drag her by her ankles to the edge of the mattress. Her legs fall apart for me wantonly and I take in the blush pink G-string covering her pussy.

I kneel on the floor, press my mouth against the lace, and exhale hot through the fabric. The heat goes through the lace into her and her hips punch upward in silent demand.

Chuckling, I slide the panties from Josie’s body and open her with my hands, then put my mouth on her without slowing down.

There’s no version of finesse in what I’m doing… working her with my mouth the way she asked me to. Josie comes faster than I expect, her thighs locking around my head but not tight enough to bother. I work her through it, keeping my mouth on her until she melts back into the mattress with a breathy sigh. “More.”

It’s the best word I have ever heard and I’m diving into my discarded jeans for my wallet, wherein I pull out one of three condoms I’d tucked in before coming here.

I put one knee on the mattress only to have Josie snatch the packet from my hand. She tears the foil open with her teeth and it’s so beautifully savage.

Before she can do anything with the condom, I take her face in both my hands and I kiss her. “Hey.”

“Hey what?” she asks, teeth flashing in a playful smile before she pulls her bottom lip between them.

“I didn’t go a single hour today without thinking about you. Is that weird?”

Her eyes lighten to a pale aquamarine, shimmering with a softness that hits me in the chest. “Not so weird. It’s been a problem for me too.”

I hold her gaze. “It’s a problem I don’t mind having.”

“Yeah… I don’t mind it either.” Her hand goes to my shaft and she rolls the condom on, squeezing at the tip. She leans in, her mouth at the base of my throat and whispers, “Fuck me, Finn.”

A primal need tears through me, a reaction I’m quite positive she was trying to provoke. I push Josie down onto the duvet and come down over her. My palms go to the backs of her knees and I spread her wide. I line up and push into her in one slow continuous motion until I am as deep as I can go.

She makes a strangled sound when I bottom out against her, eyes rolling into the back of her head. “God… Finn…”

I don’t move.

Don’t think I can without losing control. I just put myself inside her and I need a minute to calm down… to keep myself from coming at the first stroke. I’m going to take a minute to look at the loveliness of her face, those shimmering eyes, those cute freckles that make her adorably fuckable.

Josie lifts her arms, laces her hands behind my neck and pulls me down to her so that her mouth finds mine. I’m distracted by the kiss, her tongue, and I’m able to move… just the smallest motion and still call it actually fucking her. We kiss while I work slowly, building incrementally as our breathing gets shorter and louder. When the kiss has to break because we need air, I drop my face and press my cheek against hers. My hips continue to work and since my mouth is at her ear, I whisper dirty things.

Josie responds by digging her nails into my ass and then I’m no longer being careful.

“I need…,” she gasps.

I tunnel into her harder and she utters a small, animalistic sound every time I do it.