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radiating off of our skin. Adele shook her head.
                “Leave them on.”
                That mouth of hers teased my neck, my lips as I struggled to rip the foil of the condom packet. I pictured those full, wet lips wrapping around my cock, and prayed like hell that there would indeed be a next time.
                “Stop, just for a sec.” I couldn’t concentrate to put the condom on when she was having her way with me like that. Pouting a bit—the cutest expression ever to cross her lips—she laced her fingers together over the soft curve of her belly and leaned back, watching intently as I pinched the tip of the latex tube and rolled it down over my length.
                “God, that’s so hot.” Her eyes ate up my movements as I adjusted the condom, securing the rubber ring around my base. My cock was already engorged to the point of no return, but I swear it got even harder, hearing those words. “Hurry up.”
                I wasn’t going to argue. Once the condom was secure, she hooked her fingers in the waist band of her thong, intending to shimmy out of them, I think, but every last shred of my patience was gone.
                I slid my hands between her legs and used one hand to pull the elastic crotch of her panties to the side. She gasped and ground down against me when I slid a finger through her folds and up, grazing her clit.
                “Liked that, did you?” I muttered, my eyes fixed on her face as I repeated the movement. I savoured her shudder, grinning that it was me making her feel like this.
                “God, Mal. That is... it’s so...” Adele’s words died down when I circled her clit, then slid my finger inside of her again. I felt her inner walls clench around my hand, smelled her arousal, and was pretty sure I was in heaven.
                “This feels just as good for me,” I forced out between clenched teeth as she rode my hand.
                Experimenting, I slid a second finger into her liquid heat and rubbed my thumb over her engorged clit at the same time.
                She squirmed in my lap, her breath starting to come in short little pants.
                I felt like the top of my head was going to blow off.
                “Mal. Now .”
                I ignored her. I wanted to make her come.
                I wanted to make sure that she’d remember me. Wanted to make sure that I stood out from the crowd of cookie cutter guys from privileged families who had their futures secured from their families reputations.
                Fuck that.  She’d chosen me.
                I continued the pressure on her clit, crooking my fingers inside of her, rubbing them over a knot of flesh that the tips of my fingers found.
                She must have liked it, because her entire body stiffened, her vaginal walls clenching until I thought that my hand was going to be bruised for sure.
                I did it again, and was startled and deeply satisfied when her pussy began to tremble around my fingers, a rush of heat painting my hand.
                “Damn it, Mal. Now! ” She cried out as her orgasm broke, riding my hand the way I wanted her to ride my cock. Her back arched, and she tangled her fingers in her hair, riding the wave of her climax.
                She looked like a siren rising from the sea. She was breathtaking, lost to her own pleasure.
                She was mine .
                I was barely able to wait for her to start to come down. I drew my fingers out slowly, flexing them to get the blood flowing.
                With the hand not holding her panties to the side, I took my cock in my own hand and pressed the smooth latex head to her entrance. I waited for a second, using every last shred of my control, but needing to