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“Jae tries, but he’s not really my type.”

“Shame, he’s pretty hot.” I pinch her side, making her jump and land directly on my hard length as she steadies herself with her hands on my bare chest.

Her nails scrape against my skin, and we both groan before I capture her lips with mine.

Gasping for breath, my voice is husky. “What do you need from me, Sunshine?”

She moans at the sweet nickname I’ve given her in such a filthy position as she he grinds against my length, desperately searching for friction.

I tug on her hair.

“Fuck,” she sighs, and I realize my girl likes it a little rough. That knowledge goes straight to my head, making me feel out of control as I buck up into her.

“Do you need to use me, baby?” She grinds down onto me, ratcheting both of our collective pleasure higher and higher, chasing that explosive finale I’m desperate to give her. “Whatever you want me to be, whatever you need me to do, it’s yours. Say the word.” I suck on the patch of skin beneath her ear before she grabs my face and hauls it back to hers.

Our lips collide in a mess of tongue and teeth as she rubs against me with abandon, and I groan, swelling beneath the grey sweats, climbing to that final peak of pleasure.

I’m impossibly hard. Even with the clothing separating us, I can feel how perfectly she’s enveloping me, her warmth seeping through layers of cotton, driving me mad. It’s a taste of how she would feel bared to me, too much and not enough all at the same time.

It would never be enough with her when my body is screaming more, more, more.

She mewls. “I’m so close. Please, I’m going to?—”

I move both of my hands to her hips, holding her down firmly on top of me to rock her body at a punishing pace. “That’s it, Silver. Let me hear the pretty sounds you make when you come undone for me.”

She whimpers and rocks against me, desperate and needy as pinpricks of pleasure gather at the base of my spine. I’ve never come like this, with such little contact, but Silver’s criesof pleasure interspersed with the hot breaths puffing against my ear are about to send me right over the edge into oblivion. I lean into her, licking and sucking at her neck, and her hands grasp onto my bare back, nails digging in and providing a delicious bite of pain that makes my cock twitch.

I’m holding her hips, fingers spilling over on the top of her round ass, guiding her movements as her pleasure peaks and she unravels on top of me.

The moan that claws out of her throat is guttural and uninhibited and so sexy, I tip over the edge with her, biting her neck to muffle my groan as I spill into my pants, unable to control myself.

Sweat beads her temple when she pulls back and kisses me, lazy and unhurried, as we both fight to catch our breath.

“I wasn’t planning on…that,” I say, not wanting her to think I expected this.

She leans back slightly. “Do you regret it?”

I brush a rogue strand of pale blonde hair out of her eyes. “Not a fucking chance.”

She gives me a disbelieving smile that has me sitting up to capture her lips again. My intention was to keep it sweet, but I easily get carried away, sweeping my tongue into her mouth on impulse, getting drunk on her taste.

She cries against my mouth before she tears herself away, and I chase after her lips like a lost man in the desert chases an oasis.

She rests her forehead against mine. “You should probably go before someone sees you.”

I wrap my arms around her waist, not wanting to leave but knowing I have to. But before I do, I take a leap of faith, hoping she’ll jump with me. “Can I see you this weekend?”

I can see a grain of fear behind her eyes, this bit of unknown territory she doesn’t know how to navigate. But it fades thelonger the question hangs in the air, replaced by something that looks a lot like determination.

“Yes.” She leans down and kisses me one last time before hopping off my lap.

I pop into the bathroom to clean up and change back into my now-dry clothes from the night before.

Color stains my cheeks as I hold the ruined sweatpants in my fist. “I can wash these and bring them back to you.”

A grin splits Silver’s beautiful face. “No need. I’m going to sell them on the dark web. People will buy anything these days.”

“You bastard!”