Page 32 of Sawyer

“More,” she manages. “Deeper. Go. Fast, please?—”

I cut her off as I impale her on an especially vicious, hard thrust. Her pussy grips me like a vise, making my balls contract. I feel unhinged as I thrust again, just as hard and deep, our bodies making a lewd slapping noise.

Ava rewards me with a happy shout. “Yes.”

“You like that, me balls deep.” I pound into her. “You like that so much, I can tell. Such a greedy fucking girl.”

But I’m the one who’s greedy. I want more. I want to see her face while I fuck her. Watch her eyes go all hot and hazy as her body melts.

It takes Olympic-level effort not to blow my load while I wait for Ava’s orgasm to subside. But somehow I manage to do it, and then I’m looping an arm around her middle and pulling her upright.

Her back is to my front. I’m holding her up so I’m able to still be inside her. For a second I just hold her like that, marveling at how deep and full the angle feels.

Her chest rises and falls in a rapid beat. Her clip is gone, and her hair hangs in disheveled waves over her shoulders and back.

I reach around and cup her breast, thumbing her nipple just how she likes.

“Oh,” she breathes, her fingers finding the hair at the nape of my neck just howIlike. “So good, Sawyer. This feels so good.”

She’s practically boneless as I pull out of her and spin her around. Kissing her mouth, I back her toward the wall of windows on the far side of the room.

“Arms around my neck, pretty girl. I need you to hold on to me. Think you can do that?”

Pulling away, she meets my eyes and nods. “Yeah. Wait, are you gonna—I’m not light?—”

“I got you.” I glide a hand down to her thigh. “Arms around my neck, Ava. Don’t make me ask twice.”

“Or what?” Her lips twitch. “You gonna spank me again? ’Cause I liked that.”

I stare at her mouth. “Now who’s the evil one?”

“You’re rubbing off on me too, I guess.”

I lift her leg so that her knee is notched at my hip. “When I lift you, wrap your legs around my waist. Then I want you to put me inside you.”

Ava glances over her shoulder at the windows. “You’re taking this put-on-a-show thing pretty seriously, huh?”

“I take everything seriously.” Grabbing her other leg, I guide it to my hip. “Ready?”

She tightens her arms around my neck. “Ready.”

Curling my palms around the backs of her thighs, I lift her up. At the same time, she wraps her legs around my waist, and I press her back against the windows. Wordlessly she reaches between us to grab my dick, lifting her hips a little so she can put me back inside her.

“Look at that teamwork,” I pant as I sink to the hilt.

Her features soften. Ava looksgoodwhen she’s satisfied. All swollen lips and pink cheeks and happy eyes.

“Look at this show,” she replies. “They’re gonna see everything.”

“They’re gonna be jealous.”

Ava smiles. “Future me is jealous. Hard to come by this kind of sex.”

“No shit.” I begin to thrust.

“You don’t mind it?” she pants. “Me being … like this?”

I grunt. “Like what?”

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