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“I should want you to want me to leave too,” she says as she wraps her arms around my neck. “I told myself not to come. Yet my feet still carried me here.”
“I’m a broken man, Princess,” I whisper. I don’t know why I feel the need to tell her that. It’s not like that will absolve me of my wrongdoings.
“I know. I’m a broken woman. Maybe that’s what’s drawing us toward each other.”
I shake my head and lift her chin until her lips are close to mine. “You’re not broken. Not really. Just a little wounded.”
“I could say the same thing about you.” Her hands slide up my neck and into my hair. She gives it a light tug and I’m done.
My lips crash to hers, and she meets me with equal fervor. We’re all lips and tongues and hands. She pulls at my shirt at the same time I shove her coat down her arms. We break away only long enough to rip our shirts over our heads and toss them aside.
Then our lips are locked again.
She undoes my jeans and has my cock out so fast it makes my head spin. Her grip is so tight and firm, I groan into her mouth.
“I love hearing those sounds from you,” she says. Her voice is raspy and heavy with need.
“I love that you make me make those sounds.” I grab at her jeans, but with the way she’s sitting, I can’t get them off. “Up.” I slap her hip. “Take these off.”
While she does what I ask, I dig a condom out of my wallet. I quickly roll it over my cock, never once taking my eyes off her.
“Bra off too.” I command. “I want to suck on your perfect tits while I sink my cock inside you.”
“So bossy.” She sasses, but does as I ask.
“You know you love it.” I pull her back onto the bike and line my cock up with her entrance. “You ready for me?”
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Good. This is going to be hard and fast.”
Without preamble, I grip her hips and pull her down on me. At the same time, I suck one of her pretty pink nipples into my mouth.
She whimpers and sags against me. Her body is pliant and ready for everything I have to give. As promised, I fuck her hard—slamming her down on my cock over and over again until she’s crying my name.
Her body cinches around my cock and I come like a rocket. It’s fast and intense and leaves me feeling light-headed.
She falls against me and lets out a ragged breath. “That was … There are no words.”
I cup her cheek and lift her face to mine. Then I plant a light kiss on her lips. “I didn’t expect you.”
She holds my gaze. “I didn’t expect you either.”
“I’m not equipped to handle whatever this is that’s happening between us.”
She nods and swallows hard. “I feel that. More than you know.”
“So what are we going to do?”
She wraps her arms around me and squeezes me tight. My dick is still buried deep inside her, and her warm affection has me getting hard again.
“Do we have to have the answers tonight?”
She peppers light kisses along my jawline and down my neck.
“No, I don’t guess so.”
“Then let’s take it one day at a time. No labels. No promises except honesty.”