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She nodded eagerly. So I gave her another inch. I still wasn’t anywhere near all the way in, but it was incredible anyway.

Voices were headed our way, a bigger group this time. I peered over my shoulder, but couldn’t see anything but the tree. More men, it sounded like, guffawing. Drunk. If only they knew what was happening right beside them.

Sarah whimpered around my cock, grasping my ass.

“Such a good fucking girl,” I rasped.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she let out a muffled moan. She liked that.

The guys next to us kept talking. Part of me wished we were in their line of sight again, loving that risk. Part of me wanted everyone to know how lucky I was. The other part wanted Sarah all to myself.

I dipped deeper into her on my next thrust; so deep this time that her eyes watered as she gagged. “Good fucking girl, taking that cock. Now, keep your eyes on me while I fuck your face.”

She moaned through her stuffed mouth. But picking up speed—and her tugging on my balls now—nearly put me over the edge. I felt myself tightening as I pumped my dick into her.

“Fuck.” I pulled out, my chest heaving. That had been too close. I brought her up to her feet. “Okay, baby girl. Now I have to fuck you.”

CHAPTER12

Sarah

In the end, we decided to go upstairs for the best part after all. Not because I was worried, but because if this was the only time we were going to be together, I wanted to make it count. I didn’t know if it would be, but I knew there was a chance. And I wanted him to make love to me all the ways I’d fantasized about.

We slipped out from behind the tree, darting quickly down the corridor. I prayed no one had seen us, but in that moment, I felt too much urgency to care. We had to stop several times in the stairwell to kiss, and once, he slid his hand between my legs. When I moaned, it echoed through the space.

“No noise yet, baby girl,” Jamie said, though he didn’t stop fingering me.

With his thumb against my clit, delicious pressure built again fast. “Oh… God, oh Jamie… I’m going to—”

But Jamie withdrew his fingers at the last minute. “Not yet.”

I grasped his shoulders, my whole body screaming for him. “Cruel!”

“I want to see you come on my cock.”

I almost came just at those words.

We passed a couple talking by another room on my floor, but I no longer cared who saw us.

We crashed through the door, then left a trail of clothes all the way to the bed. When we were finally both naked, he pulled me on top of him. “It’s better like this. You can control how much you take.”

With my legs straddling him, I ran my hands over the curls on his chest. “You’re a gorgeous man, Jamie Reilly.”

He was more than that—he was a kind lover, even in his domination. He knew what I wanted and how much. He cared about my pleasure and comfort.

He cared aboutme.My heart threatened to burst right there.

“I’m not gorgeous.” he said softly. “I’m a speck next to you.”

The warmth spread wider, taking my breath away.Jamie.

He was a good man under that hard exterior. The best man. I wanted to stroke his face, to tell him everything I was thinking.

But I also wanted to feel him inside me.

Jamie reached up to hold my breasts, tugging at my nipples, and suddenly, nothing but the feel of him—the feel of us—mattered.

I held my breath as I hovered over him, then took the tip of his massive cock into me. While I was wet and so very ready for him, pain still shot through me at the first stretch.