Page 107 of Beyond the Badge: Crew

“I have to finish annoying you first.”

“Yes, you do. So, get to it.” She slapped him hard on the ass.

“You mean like this?” He thrust his cock deep.

“Very annoying.”

“And this?” He shoved his hands under her ass and thrust again.

“I can’t stand how horrible that is.”

“How about this?” He stayed deep and ground his hips in a circle.

“Rude! But do it again.”

He did. “Like this?”

Her face twisted. “The worst!”

He paused and dropped his head before shaking it, trying not to laugh.

This whole fucking thing was ridiculous.

When he lifted his head, he saw she was grinning.

But then, so was he.

As he studied her, out of the blue something foreign slammed into his chest and swirled around like a fast-moving tornado, causing his lips to turn the other direction.

Her grin disappeared, too. “You okay?”

No, he wasn’t. “Yeah.”

He needed to get the fuck out of there. This was a trap and he was not going to get caught in it.

He began to move in earnest, ignoring everything else. Only concentrating on what he was doing and the woman beneath him. Working toward the goal of making her come so he could leave.

It became a struggle to breathe and not because of the physical exertion.

With her moans filling his ears and her hot, slick pussy pulsating around his cock, he managed to push past whatever had come over him. He dug his knees deeper into the mattress and pounded her harder and faster, not giving it the time and space to take hold again.

He came over here to have sex with her. That was it.

Nothing more.

There could be nothing more.

“Crew…”

His name being moaned kept him grounded as he powered up and into her over and over.

Taking only what he came here for.

Nothing more.

Giving her only what she wanted.

Nothing more.

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