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“Stop—" she panted, the word a ghost of a whisper. "Stop, stop, please stop, I can't—I can't take another one."
I acquiesced, even though all I wanted was to keep her coming, just so I could have her body under my hands, her taste in my mouth, her breasts shaking for me.
I rolled away, cock throbbing and bobbing against my belly as I flopped to my back, pausing to catch my breath before I tried to finish myself off.
A soft, small hand wrapped around my cock.
"Linz," I whispered. "Don't. I know I shouldn't have done that. I just—"
Warm skin and the soft press of her tits against my ribs made my breath catch. Her other hand covered my mouth. "Sssshhh," she shushed.
My eyes met hers. "Linz," I whispered, the word muffled behind her hand.
She pressed her palm more firmly against my mouth, leaning into me while gently pumping my cock. "Hush, Dane." She nuzzled my cheek with her nose. "Shut up and enjoy it."
CHAPTER 5
Lindsey
Dane's cock slid slowly through my fist. He groaned as his tip mushroomed up through my fist, his length sprouting up and up as my fist slid down and down.
This was irresponsible. Foolish. Hot as fuck.
I can't seem to stop myself—mainly because I wasn’t trying. I should have known we couldn't just mutually masturbate—our chemistry is too fucking real for that.
It was difficult enough keeping my ass on the bed beside him instead of slapping against his belly as I rode him. Which is what I really wanted to do—I could almost feel his huge, hard, hot cock inside me.
Fuck.
I'd have to settle for giving him a handy, because if we had sex right now, this already-complicated situation would get even more complicated. Shit, what we're doing right now is going to complicate an already complicated situation.
Not that I was about to stop—no way. Not when I had Dane's lovely penis in my hand, oozing precum as I stroked his improbable length and unlikely girth. The man washung. And listen, I'm no size queen. I've had guys with relatively small dicks give it to me good, and men with monster dongs performpoorly. It really is about the individual. But Dane? He had both—sizeandtechnique. And the size?Oooohhhhlordy, any bigger in lengthorgirth and he'd be too big; he had a slight emphasis on girth, which was preferable.
He groaned again, arching his back as I gave him a few short, shallow pumps at the base. God, I really wanted him inside me. It'd be so easy. Swing a leg over his waist andboop, I'd be a happy girl, getting dicked down by Dane Badd.
I focused—exercising self-control for once in my life. Twisted my fist around his plump cockhead, smearing precum over the round tip with my thumb. He growled, a soft, quiet hiss in the back of his throat, flexing his ass muscles to push his cock into my hand.
I slid my palm away from his mouth, gazed at his lips, remembering the way he kissed me on my balcony. My god, he can kiss.
Fuck it.
I draped myself over him, clutching and stroking his cock with one hand and his balls with the other, and I kissed him. Like the dumb, irresponsible, horny-ass ho that I am, I kissed him: all tongue, no chill. He groaned into my mouth and clasped the back of my head, dug his fingers through my hair, swept his tongue through my mouth, and clamped a hand on my ass cheek.
Fuck, this is dangerous.
I wasthisclose to hopping on that dick.
Fuck, fuck,fuck.
I wriggled higher so he could get a better grip on my ass, which he seemed to be somewhat obsessed with—and lemme tell ya, that's a damned nice feeling. I shoved my tongue into his mouth and pumped his cock faster, harder, palming his balls, massaging them, teasing and tickling them with my fingertips.He broke the kiss with a moan, head tipping back as he thrusted into my hand.
"Fuck, Linz," he snarled. "I'm close."
I slid my finger along his taint, pressed my finger into it, massaged, and dared further toward his asshole.
"Linz?" he questioned. "Whatcha doin’?”
"Anyone ever do this?" I asked.
