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I press a finger onto her clit, and she lets out a drawn-out scream.

“That’s it. Tell me how it makes you feel.”

Her hips drop again, but she doesn’t take all of me. “I could come so fast.”

“Do it.”

I clench down with my teeth, her nipple between them, flicking the end with my tongue. And, with my hand, I rub the pad of my fingers across her clit, giving her all the friction she needs.

“West,” she hisses.

I release her nipple and grab a fistful of her hair, so I can guide her mouth toward mine. “Come right now, Piper.”

She glides down to my root, keeping me completely inside her, and rocks her hips back and forth just a few times. It isn’t her sounds that tell me she’s coming even though they are loud and fill my ears. It’s the way she clenches around me, her body quivering until the inside of her pussy finally releases me.

Fucking Christ.

I’ll never get used to that feeling or how wet she gets after, how she turns even warmer than when I first slipped in.

“Your turn,” she says as she