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“Fuck,” I groaned once I was inside. She was so tight there was no way I was going to last as long as I wanted to.

“What if someone sees us?” She panted, moving her thick ass up and down my shaft.

“Then happy birthday to them because they’re going to be an entirely new person after they watch you ride my dick.” I slapped her ass and she moaned, moving faster. Feeling her rain all over my cock sent goosebumps all over my arms.

I made her that wet.

I made her moan like she didn’t have a care in the world.

I made her shake with orgasms and they were only for me.

My hands made light work of the bow secured at the back of her neck. The tie fell to her waist, exposing her perfect tits. They were so full, my mouth needed to feel her stiff nipples beneath my tongue.

I latched on, sucking and biting until she screamed my name against the night sky. She was so fucking addictive. I wanted to overdose and never look back.

“Your dick feels so fucking good.”

“Bounce on that shit, baby. I want to feel you come all over it. This is your dick.” She rode it like it belonged to her too. “I’m going to mess up your pretty hair now.” I reached up and gripped her lush strands hard, tugging until her head snapped back, then I slid lower on the bench and hammer deep into her pussy while she worked her hips.

“Oh my god!” She whimpered. “Devanté, I’m going to come. Hard.”

“I feel that shit coming. Let it go, Blake. Give Daddy what he wants.” My teeth pressed into her nipple and she shattered. It was beautiful and so damn wet. “There it goes,” I sighed happily watching her pretty face.

She was quiet when she came. Biting her lips and digging her nails into my shoulders. When she relaxed, her spine curled forward and she dropped her head to the crook of my neck.

I slid in and out of her and listened while she whimpered and begged me to come. I was so close. Tight, prickly pressure mounted inside me the more she rode my cock. I knew I was on the edge but I wanted to watch her come again.

I reached between our bodies and found her stiff clit with my fingers, rubbing in slow circles until her pussy locked around my dick like a vice grip. “Shit, Blake.” I bit her bottom lip and she made an erotic sound that did me in.

I shot into her like a damn rocket. My dick twitched and throbbed inside her warmth. “Mmm, Daddy I can’t believe you…” She paused to let a shudder roll through her. “Made me come again.” She looked around before tying her halter dress up and sliding off my lap.

“I’m trying to make your thick ass come every night…all night.” I brushed a lock of tangled hair behind her ear. “Keep smiling at me like that and you’re getting bent over this bench next. You know I’ll do it.”

“I know,” she giggled. “Fuck…” she looked at the time on my watch and sighed. “The party,” we said in unison.

“If I had my way, I’d stay out here with you all night looking at the stars and the water.”

“You’re such a romantic, Devanté,” she teased.

“Oh, you want me to stop?” I held my hands up and stood to my feet. “I can stop.” She stood up too and grabbed my hand.

“Don’t you fucking dare. I love how romantic you are.” She laid her head on my shoulder. “I love you, Devanté.”

“I love you too, Blake.” Our fingers linked together and we walked back to the party. We were ready to face everything now.

Together.