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Her yelp turns into a moan when my lips meet hers.

Walking her backward, I get us to a lounger. Thankfully, it’s not one of those cheap plastic ones I’d also have to worry about flipping over. It’s made of wood and has thick plush cushions.

Should be sturdy enough.

Should be.

She’ll have to be on top though. If I fuck her, Sera’s lounger will end up in wood chips.

Lifting her off her feet, I sit down with her straddling me.

“I want you to—”

Kota covers my mouth with a hand. “I don’t want to hear what you want. I want to feel it.”

My lips spread beneath her palm. She’s gonna feel me all right.

With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she scoots back on my thighs to untie my swim trunks. The string is just for show but I don’t dare tell her that. She’s heard enough instructions. She doesn’t need, or want, any more.

The moment she realizes, she shakes her head at me, making me chuckle.

Up on her knees, she starts to shimmy my trunks down my hips.

I lift my ass to help her out, then kick the shorts off the rest of the way, forgetting about them instantly.

Kota’s focus sharpens on my hard cock. “Well…”

I wasn’t gonna talk but how can I not after that?

“Well?”

She peeks up at me through thick lashes. “I understand the horse reference.”

Now I’m the one shaking my head, a bit of embarrassment creeping up.

“I was joking. No one’s ever told me that.” In order to be hung like a horse, my dick would have to be over a foot long. Mine’s above average but it’s still measured in inches.

“They should’ve,” she says before leaning down and taking my tip into her mouth.

“Jesus,” comes out involuntarily.

She’s not there for long. When she pops back off, saliva’s dripping down the crown of my cock like a melty ice cream cone.

Goddamn.

Using her own spit as lube, she strokes down my straining shaft, her small fist squeezing the base before coming back up to repeat the process. Only a few pumps in and she starts rocking her hips on my thighs as well.

The visualization of her soaking wet pussy stretched over my cock in the same way has me leaking precum.

Gripping the seat under me, I hear the wood creak.

I want her to ride me so fucking bad I’m in pain.

“Kota.”

“Shh.”

We watch each other through hooded lids as she continues just like that, working me and herself, both of us only getting the simulation of what we really want.