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Emboldened by my appraisal, she thrusts harder, her hips rocking to the rhythm she’s set as her tits bounce under the cotton of her shirt, the taut peaks of her nipples practically begging for my mouth.
“Has anyone ever watched you get off like this?”
“No.”
My lips curl up on the side. “Just for me then,” I say appraisingly. “Looks like youcanbe a good girl.”
“Hardly,” she grits out and I know she’s close.
“Pull your shirt up and play with your tits. Show me how good it feels, Nessa.”
“I’m not doing this for you,” she hisses even as she does as she’s told, her eyelids fluttering shut as her palm moves up her stomach to fondle her breast.
“You look so fucking sexy, baby. That’s it, I need you nice and wet for me.”
“Fuck.”
“You gonna let me in that tight pussy? Or do you want to wrap your legs around my head so I can taste and lick and suck on all that sweetness between your thighs?”
Nessa comes on a cry. She’s loud, and my dick jumps at the promise of seeing just how loud we can make her.
“Not bad,” I say, pushing off the vanity to stand as she pulls the dildo from her tight heat, her orgasm painted all over it, “for your first one.”
“You talk a big game, Sheriff.” The words lack the snark and challenge they usually do and it has my lips curling.
“And now it’s time I deliver.”
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NESSA
Jensen scoops me into his arms and stalks down the hall to my room. Remi is sleeping soundly in his and if all goes well, she’ll stay asleep long enough for me to get a couple more orgasms out of the good sheriff.
“Take your shirt off,” he demands, his eyes wild as they rake over my body.
“Make me.” It’s a taunt, and the way his pupils flare in response is everything I need. Getting naked for Jensen Kade is not a hardship, but my defiance is worth every flex of his forearms and tic of his jaw.
Instead of reaching for mine, he grabs the back of his and pulls it over his head. The cotton rides up his abs and reveals the most delicious ridges and dips of muscle I want to taste.
And I don’t even try to hide the way my tongue peeks out to wet my lips, my mouth watering just looking at him.
“I dare you,” he murmurs.
“Don’t you worry, Sheriff, I’ll get what I want.” I saunter a step closer. “Question is will you?”
Jensen’s hand fists in my shirt as he yanks me flush against his body, my breath hitching when I feel his cock, long and hard against my belly.
“I want to fuck you into this mattress. I want to make you bury your face in the pillow as you scream my name.” His hand twists the fabric tighter, the cotton rubbing mercilessly against my nipples. “And then I’m gonna bury my face between your legs and lick your pussy until you’re too damn tired to move.” His other hand skates under the hem of my shirt, his fingers teasing the crease of my ass. “Would you like that, Trouble?”
“Don’t disappoint, Sheriff.”
Pushing out of his hold, I drag my shirt up my body, relishing the way he takes in every inch of skin that’s revealed.
He’s hungry.
For me.
The thought has my heart beating wildly in my chest as I sit back on the bed, propping myself up on my elbows and bending one knee.
