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“Name it.”


She brings her hand to my chin, pulls me close, and then dusts kisses along my jawline that drive me insane. My dick is knocking on the door of my jeans, begging to be free.

She finds my ear and whispers, “I’m dying for you to go down on me, but I want you to fuck me more.”

I groan. “That’s so fucking sexy what you just said.”

“Is that a yes?”

I adopt a frown. “Why can’t I have both?”

She runs her finger over my bottom lip. “You can. But right now,” she says, wriggling closer, “I need you inside me.”

And that’s it.

Done.

Ready.

The woman has asked, and the woman shall receive. I push up her skirt to her waist, shaking my head. “I should be devouring your pussy right now. You distracted me with your perfect tits, so I had no time to go down on you. And then, what do you do to me? You ask me to fuck you. Which is basically the hottest thing in the entire universe.”

She laughs. “I like asking for what I want. It turns me on.”

I slide my hands under her skirt. “I like it, too, knowing what you want. And I love when you ask. Though, I can also tell . . .”

My eyes roam to her legs, to that decadent land at the apex of her thighs. She’s soaked. Her panties are so wet, it’s nearly criminal. And I’m a cocky bastard because pride surges in me. I did this—I got her this turned on. I love that she’s so aroused from the way we kiss and touch and grope that she’s soaked through. I drag a finger across the wet panel, and she shudders against me.

As I slide off her panties, she grabs the hem of my T-shirt and yanks it over my head. Then her hands are on my jeans, tugging at the button.

“Damn, woman.”

“I want you,” she says, firmly. “I want you now.”

“Trust me, baby. You’re going to have me. And I’m going to make it so fucking good for you. But first we need this.” I dip my hand to my back pocket, grab my wallet, and take out a condom. “Hope you don’t think I’m a cheapskate, but I got it at work.”

She laughs. “One of the perks of working at a hospital.” She wraps her arms around my neck and tugs me close. Her eyes are intense. “Say you got it today.”

“I absolutely fucking did,” I whisper. “Because all day long I’ve been thinking about how much I want to fuck you.”

“Me, too. So much.” Her hands go lower and she pushes my jeans over my ass, freeing my dick.

“Put it on me, baby. I know you want to.”

“Oh God, I do,” she says, panting hard. “I want to touch you so badly.”

I’m not sure how I knew she’d be game to wrap me up, but I just did. I’m learning her quickly. Figuring her out. I open the condom wrapper and hand it to her.

As she takes it out, I grab my cock in my hand and rub.

It’s like an injection of lust straight into Josie. “Oh God,” she moans, her pitch rising as she stares at me. “Stop. You’re making me crazy.”

“Then it’s working.” Because crazy is how I want her. Insane with lust. And I don’t stop. I fist my hand around my dick, and stroke down to the head, squeezing. Her breath catches, and she groans. Her mouth falls open.

She watches me with wild abandon. Already, I’m thinking of all the things I want to do with her, all the ways I want to fuck her. All the pleasure I want to give her.

She bites the corner of her lip as she removes the condom, then she wraps a hand around my dick and joins in. That desperation in her eyes is replaced by excitement, by some kind of thrill as she holds my cock and I let go.

“Watch me,” she says.

And I do, staring at her pretty hands as she slides the protection over my cock, pinching the tip of the latex, making sure it’s perfect. And now I’m the one on fire.

Or maybe we both are.

I grab her hips, pull her to the edge of the counter, and rub the tip against her sweet, slippery pussy.

She moans my name. It sounds like a dirty, filthy word from her lips. She says it like it has five syllables, and she wants to be fucked by every single one.

I push in.

“Holy fuck,” I groan, because she feels so good.

“I know,” she murmurs, and I fucking love that we’re on the same page.

Her wetness welcomes me, and it is paradise inside Josie. She’s snug, hot, and wet, and she clenches tightly around me as I fill her. Her hands slide up my chest and she grips my shoulders. I brace one hand on the counter, the other on her hip as I nestle deep inside her.

I thrust and she cries out.