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Slow and precise, she moved down, then up. Over and over, riding the ridge of his cock, catching the ring with her clit, teasing them both. Would she take him inside? Or not? How long could he take it? How long could she?
He grabbed her hips in his hands and stilled her movement. “If you keep that up …”
Not long. “I don’t have to keep it up. You do, and let me tell you, you do a very good job.”
“Dirty girl.”
She giggled. He knew her so well. “And?”
“And that’s the sexy part. The. Very. Sexy. Part. Your sexual confidence is hot. You take what you want and don’t look for excuses after. You love sex and you’re fuckin’ not afraid to show it.”
At that, she ducked her head, only slightly shy at the praise. He really did know her. When she locked gazes with him again, she grinned. “I do very much love sex. I have since my very first orgasm in the tenth grade.”
“Oh God,” he groaned.
“What? I wasn’t a goody two-shoes and I didn’t want to be. I wanted to experience everything and the first playful slap on my ass took me down a road I hadn’t expected. You found out firsthand that I love a little pain with my sex, that the rumors were right. I haven’t had a lover in a couple of years though. None of my friends in Nashville stuck around after Artie’s mess. Then you came along and gave me a chance to fuck you. I took it. It wasn’t offered in an innocent way and after the initial shock, I didn’t care how or why you did it. So, it’s sex in exchange for getting my car fixed at a lower cost. I’m not upset by it. I’m not angry about it. I’m hot for you, Travis, and I was willing to take you any way I could get you.”
He smacked a kiss to her lips. “I love how damn frank you are when we’re together like this.”
“If I’m going to perform the acts, I can’t flirt and blush like an innocent.”
He flexed beneath her, but she didn’t know if it was a voluntary move or not. It didn’t matter. It shot a thrill through her pussy to be able to affect him so much.
“Fuck,” he ground out, teeth clenched, jaw rigid.
“I can be myself with you. I didn’t know if I could be, but figured if this was my only chance to be with you, I’d lay it all out and not hold back.”
“Shit, woman. You can’t tell a man that kind of thing and expect him to not want to fuck you from here to the moon.”
She leaned down and licked his neck. “Could be that’s what I’m looking for. Especially from you. Did you bring a condom out here?”
“Didn’t think we’d be staying out here long enough to need one.”
“Dumbass.”
“I’m starting to get that now.” He palmed her ass and walked the fingers of both hands to her crack. He found her hole and worked one finger from each hand inside the rim.
“Ooohh.” She lifted, wanting more. Her clit rode his cockhead as she bounced, helping him enter her ass deeper, stretch her opening wider. With slow precision, Travis wedged another two fingers in and she ground herself on him.
Their moans and whimpers and curses, joined in with crickets, birds and water lapping. Travis fingering her ass was lewd in the beautiful space of the lake and Bella couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this free and alive with anyone.
And she wanted more. It could be the sex talking, the fact that for three nights she’d been plundered and pillaged, but so what? She’d also spent time talking to him, laughing with him, sharing her struggles. She wanted more of that, more of him. More of life, with him, outside this little haven of pleasure.
Only, she didn’t know if he wanted it too. Her car still hung in the balance between them and she needed to get that out of the way before she could pursue him.
With his fingers clutched inside her, they worked together, sliding her pussy along his cock. “I love that you like your ass played with.”
“Mmm. I love you playing with my ass. It feels good. And your fingers this way …” She lowered her head and licked at his lips. “Bet you’re wishing for a condom right about now, huh?”
“No more than you are.”
“You got that right. Want to stop? Swim back to the house?”
“No. I want you coming. I want your ass squeezing my fingers, trying to close on them. I can hold off fucking you until we get back.”
“You can?” Bella ground on his cock harder, scraping her clit against his piercing, forcing a long, low groan from his throat. “You’re that controlled?”
“Trying to test me, darlin’?”
