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She parts her lips, and I slip my finger into her mouth. She bites down gently, sucking it with such force that I can feel the blood rushing to the tip.

“Oh, fuck,” she moans when I take it out. I drag my finger down her neck, between her breasts and past her belly button till I make it to her pussy again. She flinches and moves with each touch of her skin, and I’m loving the element of surprise that the t-shirt is giving us.

But I’m ready now.

I lean forward with my mouth again, pushing two fingers back inside of her, and following them with my tongue. I swish it around, sliding and gliding through her wetness, pumping my tongue against her clit as she writhes beneath me, one hand in my hair, pushing my face further into her.

“Oh, fuck, Ty,” she breathes, her hips moving in my direction. I grab the condom I put on the counter, tear it open, and roll it on.

As soon as I can feel that she’s at the brink, I reach up and take the t-shirt off her face.

“That’s a good girl,” I tell her. “But now, you’re gonna watch me fuck you.”

I throw the shirt across the room, tug her hips closer to the edge of the counter, and plunge myself into her. She cries out, her hand smacking against my chest as she does. I reach up and grab both of her hands in mine, holding them above her head. With my other hand, I use my palm to rub gently against her clit as I plow into her.

“Legs on my shoulders, baby,” I tell her. She does as she’s told, lifting them up. And the angle does the trick. She cries out with every thrust, her fingernails digging into my hand as I pound into her over and over again.

“Oh, God, Tyson,” she says.

“No God here, baby,” I tell her. “That’s all me.”

I rub her clit faster, putting a little more pressure on it as I fuck her until I watch her head drop back.

“Fuck!” she screams, and I feel her legs go straight over my shoulders. I let myself go, growling as I come explosively. I set her legs down gently, releasing her hands and cradling her head between my arms for a moment. I kiss her softly, her cheeks, her neck, her breasts, as the aftershocks roll through her body. I smile as I look down at her.

“That’s what happens to girls that don’t listen,” I say. She smiles as she closes her eyes, trying to catch her breath.

I slide off her, lifting her gently up off the counter.

I carry her upstairs and turn on the shower, letting the water get nice and hot. We get in, and I wash her hair, combing my fingers through it as I do. I condition it, rinse it, and wash her body, and she just stands there, letting me. I wash myself, turn the water off, and wrap us both in a towel.

“I don’t want you to go back,” she says, her eyes big and round as she looks up at me.

“I know, baby,” I whisper. “I’ll be back in a few hours. You stay here and rest. You might need more energy for part two.”

I’m on my way home from school, and all I can think about is this morning. How fucking hot it was. How badly I wanted to dominate her, deplete her of her senses and energy, control her pleasure. Fuck, I’m so messed up over this girl.

I’m brought back down to earth when my cell phone rings through the Bluetooth in my truck.

“Hey, man,” I say.

“Hey, dude,” Levi says back. “How was school today?”

“Eh, you know,” I say. “Kids will be kids. What’s up with you all? How are my girls?”

“Crazy as ever. And they don’t sleep. Like, at all,” he says. I laugh.

“They’re conspiring against you,” I tell him.

“Don’t I know it,” he laughs. “So I have an update. The vote has been postponed.”

“Postponed?” I ask.

“Yeah, uh, unfortunately, Hayden put in another possible candidate last night.”

“He did what?”

Levi pauses.

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