Page 29 of Her Double Desire

It fuels me. Drives me. Makes my cock swell with new life.

“I hate that I wasn't the first one to make you come,” I admit, drawing myself back over her body in the grass. My nose rubs on hers; I kiss her like it's the last time, even though I refuse to let it be. “But Iwillbe the first one here to fuck you. That part of you is mine.”

For now.

No—I'm not going to think about that. In this moment the only thing that exists is Veronica and me. Our urge to connect... to fuck like beasts... that's all I'm going to focus on.

Opening the condom, I slide it over my length. Veronica watches with rapt attention. “You really want this, don't you?” I tease, palming my full length.

She bites her knuckle. “Don't make me say it.”

“Now I have to.” Cupping her chin, I study her pink cheeks closely. “You're dying to fuck me. You're craving my cock. Say it.”

Her breath comes out in a shudder. “I want your cock.”

Heat blossom in my lower belly, my balls tightening. “Jesus, that's hot.” Gripping the base of my shaft, I pump it slowly. “Don't be ashamed. I'll tell you a secret.” With my free hand, I grab the edge of her white panties and rip them down her thighs. “Last night, when I walked in on you and Shawn... when I saw you standing there naked with your juice dripping from your cunt... I wanted you more than I've ever wanted anything in this world.”

I can't shut my mouth, the truth spills out. Veronica's eyes fly to their widest size as she gapes at me. Everything holds still. Just for a moment, but it's painful as I wait and wonder if I'll regret revealing this to her.

She reaches out, gripping my hips, pulling my rigid cock towards her. “Fuck me,” she pants, “stop making me wait for this. I've wanted it since you teased me in the bath. Why did you stop, why did you hold back?”

Instead of answering I kiss her silky lips and drive my full length inch by thick inch into her pussy. She trembles in my muscular arms, groaning as she endures me filling her up.

My fat tip spreads her labia, sliding in easily to her embracing walls; she cries out, breaking our kiss. By the time I'm in her to the hilt, I think she's about to orgasm. “Are you that close already?” I ask, delightfully amazed. “Your cunt is milking me like it's dying of thirst, pet. Tell me if you're going to come before I start actually fucking you.”

“Please,” she moans. Her head tosses in the grass, eyes squeezed shut. “Jared, fuck, I can't believe... I'm already on the edge!”

Her responsiveness drives me wild. I grip her hips and begin to pump, wasting no time in sending her closer to climax. Her pussy istight. “Don't you dare come, not until I do, got it? I have complete control of your body. It belongs to me—your orgasm belongs tome.”

Her inner walls clench around my cock. Colors explode in my head from the pleasure. Veronica has a dirty, perverted side as big as my own. Her pussy is melting on my shaft, each of my solid thrusts creating obscenely wet noises.

Reaching under her dress, I toy with her hard nipples, thrilling at how she whimpers. Fondling her perky chest, I arch into her. I told her to wait for me to come first, thinking I'd take some time, but the way she's meeting my thrusts with her own is sending me into a passion-filled spiral. I'm on the cusp of coming; my cock flexes inside of her with every beat of my heart.

Her nails cut into my shoulders. “Come,” she begs me, staring into my eyes wantonly. “Please, just come inside of me, I can't hold back—I... I'm so fucking close, Jared, ah...”

With a grunt, I hold her still as my dick pulses inside of her. “Come for me,” I growl, pressing my teeth together. I kiss her throat, her tattoo, and fuck her as I lose any semblance of my composure.

The first spurt of my seed sends her over the edge. Veronica squeals, gyrating and tossing her head back as the orgasm takes hold of her. Her muscles hug my cock so gravely I'm staggered.

Breathing heavily, she goes limp under me. I don't move from my position; I have the best view any man could want. Not the vineyards, not the early morning sky free of clouds. Lying on the green grass, I get to count all of Veronica's eyelashes. I can watch the side of her neck thrum as her blood races through her veins.

I get to watch her justbe.

After a while she blinks, turning towards me. Her lazy smile lights up my heart. “Hi,” she says, her teeth glinting as she begins to laugh.

It's contagious. I join her, loving how my skin, still sensitive from our sex, feels as it rubs on the soft grass. Even the air tastes better.

We roll apart, taking a moment to clean ourselves up and redress. I'm redoing my belt when she speaks up. “I wasn't crazy. You were jealous last night.”

My bones turn to solid cement. I finish clipping my belt buckle, not looking at her as I talk. “Don't take too much stock in it. I wanted to do to you what Shawn did, he just got there first.”

“If he finds out what we did up here, will he be upset like you were?”

“I wasn't upset,” I say hotly, scowling at her. I'm thrown off by her sly smile—she's baiting me. Her cocky expression fades as my shadow falls on her. Bending low, I grip her thick hair, pulling her on her toes for a rough, oxygen deprived kiss.

Veronica gasps for air when I'm finished. “You're worried about Shawn's feelings. Does that mean you like him?” I ask.

She falters, toying with the hem of her dress. “I do,” she says slowly. Her eyes cut away, like she regrets what she's just said. “Please don't take that wrong. It's confusing, all of this. I didn't expect to likeeitherof you, never mind both.” Her hair flips side to side as she shakes her head. “Nothing about this situation is normal, but my feelings, if I shut up and listen to them, they're the only strong voice I have.”

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