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biting at her jaw in a way that made her dig her fingers into his back and growl low in
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her throat. She wanted him. She wanted him now, here, against this wall. She wanted
him pounding inside her until her skin was scratched and bruised from the bricks
behind her. She needed it that way right now, needed to know that she was still alive.
Fuck me, Austin, fuck me, she gasped, taking his face in her hands and pulling
his mouth to hers once more. The primal sound he made as their kiss became frenzied
told her that he wanted her in the same desperate way that she wanted him, that he was
more than willing to give her what she needed, what they both needed.
Frantic to remove all barriers to having him inside her, Wren reached down to his
jeans, roughly tugging at the closure until she freed his cock, moaning again as she
found him with her hands. The pleasure as she stroked him for the first time was so
intense that it felt almost as if she were touching herself. He was long and thick, his
girth too large for her to completely close her hand around his tip. She would have
wanted him if he d been less endowed, but god& She d learned long ago that size did
matter, oh yes, it did, and he was the perfect size. Thick enough to hurt a little going in,
to give them both that delicious friction that made the first few moments of penetration
truly exquisite.
She moaned as she stroked him hard, up and down, nearly losing her mind from
the anticipation of having him inside her. His cock jumped in her hand, the choked
sound he made low in his throat letting her know that he was as near the edge as she
was.
I want you so much, he growled into her ear as his teeth nipped at her lobe and
his hands worked at the opening of her jeans. He unzipped her fly and shoved his hand
down the front of her pants, down to her aching pussy, his fingers gliding over her clit
and teasing her swollen, weeping slit.
Please, Wren begged, trembling from his touch and straining against him, feeling
as if she would truly lose her mind if he didn t fuck her in the next two seconds. He
could use his fingers, his mouth, his cock she just needed something, anything, to fill
her, fuck her, bring her over the edge, take away this frenzied need that was more
intense than any sexual craving she d ever known.
Suddenly, the sound of an engine rounding the corner somehow penetrated her
lust-fogged senses. Someone was coming. They had to stop. She wasn t really an
exhibitionist. Sure, she had fantasies about someone watching while Austin fucked her,
but she didn t truly want to share this moment with whoever happened to be driving
down the street. She had to pull his hand out of her pants, gather her wits about her,
and at least make it look like she wasn t seconds away from coating the thick fingers
thrusting inside her with the evidence of her pleasure.
But god, right now she just couldn t seem to make herself do what had to be done,
couldn t seem to force herself to care.
She couldn t stop this, she needed him, felt as if she would disintegrate into
nothingness if she couldn t have him right now. The fingers spearing through her slick,
aching folds, the lips at her throat, the cock pressing against her thigh, she wouldn t,
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couldn t do anything to mar the perfection of this moment. Damn the car and the
people in it. The scope of her world had narrowed to the overwhelming craving to have
this man inside her, to fuck him until the mad need within her subsided.
We have to stop, he whispered, his tone strained as he withdrew his wicked hand
and quickly tucked himself back inside his pants.
No, she pleaded, shoving his hands away and reaching for his cock again,
knowing she must seem crazy, but not caring. She would be fine, as long as he touched
her again, kissed her again, let her hold him in her hand, let her be intoxicated by the
scent of his aroused body, the taste of his kiss-swollen lips.
Shhh, he said softly, taking her hands firmly in his own and bringing them to his
lips, softly kissing the tip of each of her fingers.
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