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“Then I saw you yesterday, and you were so much more than I’d hoped.”
She cries out as I suck on her nipple harder, rewarding her for her bravery.
“I need—” She breaks off on an inhale that almost sounds like a sob.
“Tell me,” I command. I’d move fucking mountains to please her. “Tell me what you need, baby.”
“You,” she pleads. “Inside me. Now.”
Chapter
Five
Lainey
“I need you, Bowen,” I beg, too far gone to feel any shame over my messy, wet state. “Please!”
“Fuck.”
He releases me, but only to tug down my pants, then he’s right there again, his skin against mine.
“Breathe for me, sweetheart,” he rumbles. He pushes my knees to my chest, spreading my thighs as much as my pants will allow. “I need to stretch you out first. Don’t want to hurt you.”
I glance down between us, and the sight of his thick, green cock has my breath stalling in my throat.
I knew he’d be big, but the cockhead alone is larger than anything I’ve ever had inside me. There’s no way I’ll be able to take that without preparation, and I’m about to panic a little when Bowen pushes one thick finger into my pussy, pulsing it slowly.
My inner muscles clamp down around it. It’s not as good as him fucking me, but it’s miles better than my own fingers, and I know why he’s going slow.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He pumps the finger in and out of me, then adds another, forcing it past my swollen tissue. “Now touch your clit again, Lainey, and make yourself come.”
I slip my fingers around my clit as I hurry to obey his command. I’ve never been this wet—and this willing to follow instructions. Nothing in my life has prepared me for Bowen.
He hooks his fingers up, and I cry out. He tags my G-spot, then keeps his fingertips on that exact spot and teases it mercilessly.
“One more,” he rasps. “I need you to take one more finger, baby, then I’ll let you come.”
I nod immediately. “Yes, yes!”
He pushes another finger inside, and it’s a damn tight fit. I gasp at the added pressure. My fingers twitch on my clit, and the first flutter of my orgasm starts deep inside my belly.
“Bowen!” I yelp, almost scared at the intensity of what’s coming.
He lowers his mouth to my chest, his dark gaze burning. “Come now, Lainey.”
He shoves his fingers inside me and screws them up, and my climax detonates inside me. I scream, but he doesn’t stop there. His hot lips close around my nipple, and he sucks in time with his pulsing fingers, drawing out my orgasm.
When I fall back, limp and sated, he pulls his fingers from me and licks them clean. His other hand comes to rest on my naked hip, and for a moment, he just stares down at me, taking me in.
“We can stop here for now,” he murmurs. “This was fucking amazing.”
I reach out to grab a handful of his flannel shirt. “Don’t go. I want you.”
He lets out a long breath that tells me how much it cost him to pull back like that. Now he leans over me and kisses the valley between my tits. “I’ll go slow…”
The broad tip of his cock, hot and hard, presses to my slippery lower lips.
“Don’t,” I whine, squirming to get closer. “I can take it.”
