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The need pulsing through him turned into an insufferable ache. He brought his hand to the silky skin beneath her shirt, and the muscles in her belly tightened as he dragged his knuckles up her ribcage. The only thing separating them was his briefs and her pants.

He let out a derisive snort. “Honey, you have no idea what you’ve signed up for.”

She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. “Then show me,” she said, a glimmer of a challenge in her voice.

He slipped his fingers inside the neckline of her shirt and moved to the cup of her bra. Her jaw went slack as he sought her nipple then stroked and pinched the little nub that hardened instantly. As he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, her head tilted back an inch.

His dick pulsed in his briefs, demanding he get to the heat of it, but lord, he wanted to watch her come. Her palm that had been resting on his abdomen slid down to his cock, but he caught her wrist and moved her hand to rest on his side.

“Hold on with that.”

She blinked.

He let his fingers trail down her body until he reached the waistband of her pants. Wriggling inside, he slipped into her panties and touched her sex. Sophia surged forward, her back straightening as his middle and index fingers touched her juicy folds.

The muscles in his arm constricted. It took every ounce of his power not to rip off her clothes and replace his fingers with his cock.

Her free hand went to the back of his neck, and she yanked his face toward hers. Catching his lips in her kiss, she brought her tongue between his teeth. Desire vibrated his insides as he pushed his fingers deep into her slit.

“Ah, god, Cole,” she gasped, between hot breaths.

Her hips rocked on the counter, making him finger-fuck her and driving him wild. The walls of her vagina tightened around his digits. She kept her hand glued to his neck, as if she were afraid he’d float away. Shifting his hand, he brought his thumb to her clit.

Sophia cried out as he worked his fingers in and out, quicker and quicker. Her pussy clenched around him, squeezing his fingers together and throbbing. A muffled cry against his lips as she came in his palm nearly sent him over the edge.

Her breathing slowed and her grip loosened.

“Mmm,” he said, bringing his mouth to her neck and keeping his fingers inside her. “We’re not done yet, babe.”

He gently swirled his thumb over her sweet spot again, and a tired moan leaked from her throat. He worked his fingers out of her and brought them to his lips, sucking her musky heat off his digits. Awe flared in her eyes.

“You taste so fucking good.” And that was something he’d do later... only with his tongue.

He bent down to his discarded pants. Digging into his wallet, he pulled out a condom. As he tore the foil, his hands shook with need so dire and fierce he’d combust if he didn’t get some release right now.

Snagging her waist, he pulled her off the counter. She quickly pushed her pants and panties down her legs and kicked them aside. Although all he needed was her lower half, he wanted to see and feel every inch of her. Catching the hem of her shirt, he tugged the material over her head then unclipped her bra, jiggling her breasts free.

She stood before him, slightly leaned against the counter in all her naked-ass glory. Her hair hung over her shoulders to dance around her breasts, her skin was even and supple, her lips full and pink from their kisses.

So goddamn beautiful.

Her tongue swept over her bottom lip, and she lowered her gaze to his briefs. “You going to lose those?”

He grunted. Jesus, he couldn’t even speak. He shucked off his boxers and rolled the condom onto his cock. Bringing his hands to her hipbones, he kneaded the soft flesh. “Stop me if it hurts.”

Her golden eyes rounded, but not with fear—with stark anticipation.

The white ridges of her teeth peeked through her parted lips, and she nodded. He turned her around to face the mirror. Her beautiful back arched out before him, and her long, tapered torso flared at the swell of her ass cheeks.

She rested her elbows on the counter, and her gaze met his in the mirror. His heart thundered. He brought his hands to her sides, slid them to the center of her back, and then caressed his way around to her full breasts.

“Now, Cole.” Sophia jostled her hips scant millimeters from his dick.

Hell yeah now.

He brought his hands to her ass and spread her cheeks as he slid his cock to the opening of her wet pussy.

He slipped inside, her folds eagerly accepting him.

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