Just fucking relax.”
It felt good. Her legs had somehow gotten tangled in the sheets, and she kicked herself free, hissing in pain as her foot connected with something cold and hard. “I live fucking dangerously.”
“You can say that again,” Lily spat, lifting her hands from her lap. Please don’t do this, I can’t do this!”
“Shit, baby,” he growled, lowering his mouth to her ear again. It felt like only a few moments had passed when she stirred again, and she moaned in disapproval. The muscles of her vagina pulsed against his cock and he slowed the movement of his hips, sliding his arm around her waist to hold her tight as she unravelled against him. He let her ride it out against him, stroking his fingers against her until it was too much, and she had to push him away. But don’t you dare try to tell me I asked for it, you fucking townie knuckle-dragger!”
“Oh, Bay,” Ben said, laughing again. She knew he was going to hit her. He settled his fingers so that the tips danced across her opening, and the length of his digits pressed against her clit.
