One hand fists gently in my hair, tilting my head so he can kiss me deeper, while the other slides under the T-shirt and palms my bare ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks.

I rock against him instinctively. The friction of his hard cock against my slick folds through the thin sweatpants makes me whimper. He’s so thick already, so hot. I can feel every inch of him pressing against me, and it makes my pussy clench with fresh need.

“God, you’re soaked,” he groans against my mouth, squeezing my ass and pulling me harder against him. “Dripping all over me, little one.”

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