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of her panties. I’m gonna lose it.

“What have you been thinking about, Josh?”

I let my mouth get away from me because she asked for it. It takes everything in me not to take control of the pace as she rubs my hand back and forth, up and down, grinding against me. Through gritted teeth, I blurt it all out. “I’ve been thinking about your tits. Wondering how they would fit in my hand. What your skin feels like, tastes like. About sucking your nipple into my mouth while I get you off. Wondering how sensitive they are, if they get hard.”

“Find a place to pull over, Josh.”

The secluded, scrubby little beach along the highway will have to do. I’m not even sure if there are enough trees to hide us completely from the road, but I don’t care.

My body needs her.

“It’s too long of a drive; I needed to kiss you again,” she whispers, grasping my face and hoisting herself up while I work her undies down to her knees. I plant a forceful, sloppy kiss to her mouth, palming her hot, bare lips between her legs.

She whimpers and pushes into my hand, urging me on, sticking her tongue nearly down my throat. Her wetness coats my searching fingers, which find the tiny swell of need. When I nudge it, she yips against my mouth and bites my lip. “There she is,” I say, circling her clit, strumming it with my thumb, my cock growing harder and harder with every kiss, every moan, and every drip of her arousal that claims me. “Is this the bad girl that wants to come out and play?”

Penny’s hands grasp the front of my T-shirt, pulling so tight I hear the seams threaten to stretch too far and rip. I don’t care. “I got me a wild one,” I say as I sink my middle finger inside. I massage her there while my thumb keeps working her clit. Her moans against my mouth grow louder, and she has to pull away to catch her breath. The Penny that looks back at me is feral, and I love her.

“Babe, I wanna put two fingers in, okay?”

Her fingers claw my shoulder, and her hips angle up, urging me closer still, pushing me to go faster. “Please.”

“Your pussy feels so good around my fingers, Penny. I can’t wait to taste it.”

“Now, taste it now,” she whispers.

“Slow down, honey, we’ve got plenty of time for that once we get back to the cabin. I’m going to feast on you, don’t you worry. One step at a time, though.”

With a firm swipe of my thumb and the bending of my fingers inside her, my Penny releases all her pent-up energy. She shouts a curse, her hands scrabbling around for purchase in my hair, my shirt, even my ears.

I hold her close, unzip and pull it out, all the while maintaining a lingering kiss against her mouth. We don’t wait for the aftershocks of her orgasm to subside. There’s no time. She reaches for my dick. “Hold on,” I murmur. Penny watches, astounded, while I smear her juice all over my length, my balls, and my lower abdomen.

“I want your scent on me. I’ve been dreaming about this for two fucking nights.”

I stroke the palm of my hand slowly up the underside of my cock. Her eyes widen at the sight of it, then she looks up at me.

Chapter 15

Penny

“You want me to watch or you want me to handle it?”

“I want you to do whatever you feel like doing, Penny.”

I bite my lip and say, “I think I want to watch you, to see how you like it at first.”

His breath turns ragged as our eyes lock on each other. I let him watch me slip my hand inside the neckline of my dress. His slow caresses up and down the length of his shaft gradually speed up the more he watches me touch myself.

“Pinch your nipple for me.” I do as he says, squeezing the tight nub between my fingers, biting down hard on my lip. I can’t believe it, but I’m getting aroused again.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. I want to keep you all to myself. Can I? Are you my girl?”

My heart thumps faster when he says this. A lump forms in my throat and I can barely get out the word. “Yes.”

Gently I push his hand away from his cock and take all of it in both of mine. His hands cup my face, and he