“Jersey,” I gasped out and locked my hands around the wrist that was up by my neck to try to hold myself up while he quickened the pace with his fingers. He groaned right in my ear. “Fucking missed the way that sounds when you say it.” He shifted the hand from my neck until that whole arm was across my breasts to hold me up when my knees buckled at the sudden orgasm that ripped through my body and my brain. “I still want to hear you scream it, cry it. Beg,” he whispered against the side of my head and slapped my clit with the hand that was still between my legs. “Son of a —!” I tried to scream
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