My gaze followed the descent of her skirt. I wanted to own every inch of her skin, to command all of her. I needed to hear her moans of pleasure like I needed oxygen. Holy shit. Maybe the Jack Daniel’s was exaggerating my thoughts. Hopefully. “Come here,” I said, taking her hand and tugging her down into my lap, straddling me. My hands cupped her breasts as I thrust up against her. “Feel that? My cock is so fucking hard for you.” She rocked her hips and I clamped my teeth around a nipple, firm enough until I heard a sharp hiss. But it made her rock against me faster. “That’s what you like,
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