"I need you too." I press my palm against her, over her panties. "I need you so fucking badly."
Her response is a groan.
I rub her over her panties.
"Walker…" She tugs at my t-shirt. Pulls my body into hers.
I pin her with my hips. I grind against her until she's groaning into my mouth.
She pulls my t-shirt over my head.
I suck on her bottom lip. Drag my hand up her thigh. Tug her panties to her knees.
She kicks them off her feet. Breaks our kiss to stare into my eyes. "Fuck me."
My fingers brush her cunt. "Not yet."
"Now."
My cock whines to be inside her. But not yet. Not until she's ready.
I tease her with one finger.
She digs her hands into my hair.
Two.
She pulls me into a long, deep kiss. Her tongue slides around mine. Soft. Then harder.
I push my fingers deeper.
She rocks her hips to meet me.
Deeper.
Her nails dig into my shoulder. "Walker. Please." She nips at my neck. "Please."
Fuck, that sound is music.
That sound is the best thing I've ever heard.
No. Iris coming is the best thing I've ever heard. But this is a close second.
She reaches for my jeans. Undoes the button. The zipper.
I push them—and my boxers—off my hips.
She wraps her hand around my cock. Pumps me with a steady rhythm. "Mmm. Please." Her eyelids press together. "I need you inside me."
My balls tighten. Fuck, the way those words fall off her lips…
"Legs around me." I sling my arms under her thighs, and pin her to the wall.
She stares up at me with every ounce of desire in the world.
My tip strains against her.
Then it's one delicious inch at a time.