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I want to dive between her thighs and feast on her, but I need to draw this out since I don’t have any protection with me. With a feather touch, I graze my knuckles up and down her center. My other hand finds her ass, groping and filling my palm with the soft flesh. I cluck my tongue. She sucks harder, and I have to close my eyes, biting my cheek until I taste pennies, to keep from coming.
Her body is calling out to me. I outline her entrance, pushing the pad of my thumb just slightly around the perimeter. Her hips roll. I smile. “You’re a mess… What was it, baby? Was it taking your clothes off for me? Was it watching me finger-fuck you until you came, crying my name? Was it sliding my cock between your lips? Was it putting your dripping cunt in front of my face and teasing me? You know how much I love eating your pussy.”
She moans.
“Yeah, it makes you wet to show off for me, doesn’t it? I get so fucking hard watching you, it’s torture, and yet you do it anyway. Because the thought of turning me on… turns you on.”
She digs her nails into my quads, and I chuckle.Got her.“I’m built the same way. Nothing gets me off more than the sight of you coming. I think you enjoy driving me wild.” I plunge my middle and ring fingers into her, pleased by her gasp. With my hand motionless, I enjoy the way her frantic muscles contract around me.
“Come for me, Prescott. Be my wild girl.”
She sucks harder, then I pull out my fingers and push them back in, hitting the spot I remember from last time. Her back arches, and she drops her elbows, stretching out like a cat. A second later, her tongue is circling the crown before she takes every inch to the back of her throat.Jesus Christ.
I lose all control. Gripping her hips, I bring her pussy down to my face where I nuzzle between her thighs. She tastes so fucking delectable… My dick slips from her mouth, and she cries out. I resist smirking as I lick every inch of her weeping cunt, cleaning up the mess I made. Her small body shakes in my arms.
“Already, sweetheart?”
Her desperate voice is muffled against my skin, where her cheek is pressed as she takes the onslaught of pleasure I’m controlling her with. With a confident smile, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck. Her palm slaps the bed. “Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod…”
I suck again. Overstimulated, she tries to scramble away, but I lock my arms around her thighs and seal my lips on her, gently nibbling her clit as punishment before replacing it with suction again. “This is mine.” She finishes on my tongue, tasting like the perfect candy.
“You’re so wet, look how much you came,” I praise, then drop an octave. “With the way I’m about to fuck you, you’re going to need it.”
Her chest rises and falls with anticipation.
“Callahan,” she whines. She grinds against my lips, and I’m thoroughly enjoying the steady sound of ecstasy as it magnifies. Fuck, I could come just from the noises she makes. I love thatI’ve distracted her with my mouth, but my dick is throbbing, craving any form of friction at this point.
As if she can read my mind, she takes hold of my length and squeezes. “There you go…Feel how hard I am for you?” I growl. “There’s nothing I want more than to shove my cock inside you and feel you shake.”
“I need it!” She cries. “Fuck me hard. Please.”
I pause for a half second and force myself to think logically. “I need a condom… I don’t have one.”
“Then don’t come inside me.”
I push her off and flip her on her back. Her freckles, plump bruised lips, and big seductive eyes are irresistible. She’s a bombshell. I throw her legs open, line myself up, and press inside her. Her eyelids flutter closed, and I groan. “Goddamn it, Prescott. You take my cock like it was made for you.”
“Maybe it was.” When she blinks open, I briefly withdraw, and her gaze fixes on mine before darting away. I’m a goner. Her jaw drops open on a silent scream when I drive inside again. She arches her back, and I tilt my head down to wrap my lips around one of her peaked nipples.
This will be quick and dirty, not at all the way I planned to fuck her. I wanted to take my time, but it’s too late for that. When she starts to quiver, I know she’s close. I suck on the other nipple and sit up to watch her face when she comes apart. It’s the best view on the mountain.
With one hand braced on the bed, I place the other at the base of her throat as she clamps down on me. I lower my head to look her right in the eye.
“Remember how we had to be quiet last time?” I croon. “We aren’t at camp anymore. You can scream as loud as you want from this tower and nobody will hear you… The only one who can save you out here is me.”
“I’ve already been saved, Cal. So why don't you make me scream?”
I blink. Every so often I get a glimpse into Scottie’s dirty side, she’s been kept in a cage for so long, but deep down she’s wild and untamed. “Who are you?” I ask, chuckling.
She simpers at me. “I’m your good girl.”
Goddamn.
“Then you better scream my name so loud everyone in the valley below hears how much you love being fucked—and that you belong to me.”
She shatters as her orgasm plows through her. As soon as that dam breaks, she cries my name over and over. I smile, in awe of her.
“So perfect. Don’t stop, baby. Keep coming.”