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flat on the ground. I think that’ll work better.”

She backed up and dropped down to sit on her backside, until her face was right in front of my cock. “Now take my cock in one hand.”

She did, and the feel of her warm skin against my erection sent my pulse straight up. “Good. Now lick it.”

She stuck her tongue out and licked all the way up my cock.

“Even better. Now open your mouth. Stay still.” I put my hands on the side of her face, just barely holding on, and guided my cock into her mouth. I gave her a few more instructions, about how to cover her teeth, and then I pushed the tip of my cock into her warm mouth. “You feel amazing,” I said.

She hummed in response, which sent a jolt of arousal straight up my spine. I pressed in again, a little more this time, giving her a chance to get used to the feeling.

She wrapped her lips around my cock, forming a perfect O for me to thrust in and out of. “I’m not going to fuck your mouth. Not on your first time. But soon,” I promised her. “Now you try it. Suck my cock.”

She licked her lips and brought her mouth forward again, licking and sucking up and down my cock. She twisted her hand, and added pressure with her mouth, sucking hard.

“You're good at this, especially since it’s your first time to get down on your knees for a man.”

“I have read a thing or two, and I have friends who like to talk.” She swirled her tongue around my cock. “I paid attention.”

“Always full of sass,” I said.

Chapter Fourteen

Loren

Not only was I not a virgin anymore, I had a man’s cock in my mouth. Jackson’s cock. And I’d done a pretty good job of it so far, if his reaction was anything to go by.

To my surprise, the heavy weight of his cock turned me on. And so did the way he talked to me. I liked it when he told me how to suck his cock into my mouth.

But now I was desperate for friction. Sitting on the floor of the tent, I didn’t have anything to grind against, but my core ached, ready to be filled with Jackson’s cock.

I brought one hand up to squeeze his backside, and I tightened my lips around his huge cock. It throbbed in my mouth, seemingly getting even bigger.

“Oh God. Loren, keep sucking. Don’t stop.”

I redoubled my efforts until his hands tightened in my hair. “Okay. That’s great. I’m not going to come in your mouth. Not yet,” he said.

He sank down to sit right in front of me. He grabbed my face and kissed me. “I want to be inside you.”

“I want that too.”

He picked me up and laid me on the sleeping bag. “Still can’t believe I fucked you for the first time in a tent.”

“And I’m still glad you did.” My entire body was on fire with need.

He put two fingers against my entrance and rubbed them back and forth. “You’re soaking wet.”

“I don’t need the warm up tonight. I’m ready.”

“I’ll decide when you’re ready.” He pushed his fingers in, spearing me. He thrust them in and out. “You are wet, but you’re still tight. I’m not going to hurt you.”

I pushed back against him, seeking relief and his fingers plunged in and out of my body. He propped himself up on one elbow and hovered over me, lowering his head to my breast. “Yes,” I cried out. Even my nipples ached -- I was that turned on.

He nipped the edge of my breast and then sucked on the skin, while he pinched my other nipple. I shoved my hips up. “Please,” I begged.

He grabbed a condom from the backpack and rolled it on. “Do you want me inside you?”

Heat rolled through my body, igniting every single nerve. “Yes, now please.”

Jackson pressed inside, filling my pussy with his cock. He began to thrust, relieving the ache in my core. But then he stopped and pulled us both upright. He sat up, and pulled me into his lap. “I want you like this,” he said. “If we were in a bed, I’d lie down and have you ride me.”

“We can do that next time.” I sat with my legs apart, straddling his lap, and he put his hands under my backside and lifted me, piercing my body with his cock once again. He set a rhythm, where he lifted the weight