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A growl tore through his chest, and before I could blink,off the chair beside us I ripped ave his cock a squeeze when it twitched in htly His head caues and rabbed his button-fly jeans and tugged the but skin; he was as hard as steel and as smooth as silk
"Jesus Christ," hecock a few tihtly One of his hands palup into his hand, practically begging for rabbed ot toaround his waist Every part ofwith the fast breaths I was taking
He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a condo it down his length I’d never known aon a condom to be so dae hand--was nothing short of sexy
Sitting on the edge of that big wooden table, one leg wrapped around him, the other now hooked over his arm, he lined hi clit, causing a series of blissful shocks to go off in all different directions I was teetering on the threshold of orgasrabbed one side of my hip and drove himself into me My head flew back and Ifroripped onto the edge of the table to holdintoskin
"Fuck, you’re so daled whisper when his pelvis rolled againstinto the skin of s tighter around hiroaned, throwing ripped at his shoulder;into his flesh as the first waves crashed over me His moans becaasm, he roared and caainst the skin of ently every so often Shudders wrackingand sweat slicked body’s wrapped around each other
He pulled out and helpedaround and collecting all et ainstthere, wondering what the hell had just happened
I hadn’t et that far, but now it had, I wasn’t opposed to it at all I quickly threwmy messy hair up just as Destry walked back into the room His posture told ainst the wall opposite me as I slipped on the heel that had fallen off in our frenzy
"We, uh…" Destry stu over his words onlyto like the poet hteneddeal" I looked down at his crotch and back up at hio bursting words, I patted his chest and walked out the front door, planning on forgetting about his were bruised? He was just a guy, right? I internally sighed at uy I was insanely attracted to, a guy who’d just rockedtable
I had a white-knuckle grip onAh the crowd It wouldn’t have been a proble to be gentle and explain to her it had been a ? Every ti her hips, all I could see was the way she’d looked while I was driving into her I took a long drink of ers at Braxton’s best friend, Ryder, who currently had his hands way too low on A not even two hours ago She was doing it to get back at me; I was sure of it I should have known better than to have screwed her on oddamn kitchen table, but I only had somy limits, and then when I’d lifted her into my arms to find some ice, I could smell the cherry on her lips I’d needed just a taste
"Settle petal" Braxton’s voice cut intothe room for her I started to lift out of my seat when Brax’s hand came down on my shoulder "She’s at the bar" He nodded his head to where she was standing, flanked by Austin and Ryder; both were radiating waves of ‘fuck the hell off’ to anyone who ht even look her way I sat ned disinterest by picking at the label onterritorial for nothing We’d had sex, so what? It wasn’t like it was going to be a regular thing Even before I could tell her that, she’d done a great job of shutting me down