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His kiss grew deeper, more demanding, more urgent as he pressed his stiff erection into her stomach, rotating his hips back and forth.

Her pussy clenched at his rhythm, as it grew moist and swollen with need.

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A startled cry escaped her lips, when he suddenly pressed her back deeper into the wall. Reaching under her form fitting dress, he slid his hands up her thighs. Looping his fingers under her thong, he pulled it down her legs. She smiled as she remembered he'd done that the first night they'd made love.

As soon as he had them off, he shucked them aside. Reaching for his pants, she watched numbly as he unbuttoned the fastener, and slid down his zipper.

Thought finally came back to her fuddled brain when he pulled out his large cock that was now stiff and ready. She shook her head, not quite believing he was going to make love to her against a wall, in public no less.

"Jacob," she gasped in shock when he hooked his arms behind her knees and lifted her legs. Pinned against the wall, she clung to his shoulders.

"We can't," she protested. "People will see—"

"We're in the shadows," he murmured as he brought his cock to the mouth of her moist cunt.

"Jacob, I'm serious," she moaned when he slowly began to push inside her. "People will hear." She groaned softly when he seated himself fully inside her pussy.

"Then you'll have to be quieter than you normally are," he whispered into the crook of her neck as he began to piston his hard length in and out of her wet, warm pussy.

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Through the thin material of her dress she could feel the jagged edges of the bricks as they lightly scraped against her back. She ignored the slight twinges of pain. It was a small trade-off for the pleasure that throbbed at the centre of her core. When Jacob surged inside of her on a deep thrust, she automatically tightened the muscles of her sheath around his dick, eliciting a sharp hiss from him.

"Camille," he cried out desperately as he thrust his cock into her with erratic movements. She could tell he was close to coming when his pace grew more urgent. Tightening her arms around him she held on and threw her hips at him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"Oh God. Oh God. Oh God," she moaned as tiny tremors surged through her pussy. "Jacob, I'm coming." She stiffened as a wave of pleasure erupted inside of her, inflaming her skin and sending her hurling over the edge straight to utter completion. She turned her head and buried her face in Jacob's neck, muffling her hoarse screams. She trembled for several moments as her cum gushed from her pussy, drenching Jacob's cock in her wet heat.

"God, your pussy feels so good," Jacob groaned, his hips now thrusting furiously as he pumped his stiff erection into her dripping cunt. Over and over again, he stuffed his cock inside of her. She could hear his breathing coming in short bursts, as the muscles beneath her hands, bunched with tension.

His dick suddenly twitched inside of her and grew harder at the same time he let out a hoarse cry and then exploded, showering her pussy with his hot cum.

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"Yes, Camille. Yes," he growled out into her neck, his hard rod still pounding wildly inside her while he emptied his load deep into her womb.

They remained locked there for several moments, their breathing laboured. Slowly, Jacob pulled back from her, letting his soft cock slide from her slippery pussy, before he lowered her feet to the ground. She patted at her dress, trying to smooth out the wrinkles, although it was no use. She glanced at Jacob who was busy tucking his wrinkled dress shirt back into his pants. A grin lifted the corners of her mouth. Anyone who saw them would know
exactly
what they had been up to just by looking at their dishevelled appearances.

"Are you ready?"

She nodded as she grasped Jacob's outstretched hand and let him guide her towards his car.

Opening the door, he helped her in before walking around to the driver's side. Once they were both settled in, she relaxed against the soft leather seat. Closing her eyes, she didn't realise that she'd fallen asleep until they arrived home and she woke up to find herself stretched out on top of her bed.

Her eyes fluttered open just in time to see Jacob tiptoeing out of her room.

"Don't go," she whispered. Her eyes still heavy with sleep. Jacob turned to stare down at her, his gaze thoughtful.

"Are you sure?"

She nodded at the same time she lifted one hand out to beckon him towards her.

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In two easy strides he was back at the side of her bed. She stared up into his face. The desire that brewed in his gaze was unmistakable. She laid there numbly watching while he quickly slipped out of his clothing. With the utmost gentleness, he settled his large body on top of hers. Reaching up, she tangled her fingers in his soft hair and dragged him down to meet her waiting lips. He kissed her with a hunger that belied the fact that they had just made passionate love no more than an hour ago. With the utmost gentleness, Jacob slipped her dress from her shoulders, his lips singeing her skin with every heated kiss that he showered upon her neck, her shoulders, the upper swells of her breasts.

"Lift," he commanded softly.

She lifted up slightly so that he could work her dress down the length of her body. As soon as he got it past her feet he balled the soft fabric into his hand and carelessly tossed it aside.

She laid there for several charged moments while his eyes leisurely roamed over her body.

He frowned then.

Her heart stilled in her chest as her old insecurities came crashing back, causing her to wonder if he now frowned because he no longer found her desirable. Maybe the novelty of her overly lush figure had worn off and he was finally seeing her in a different light.

"I hate these things," he murmured as his fingers looped through the thin straps of her thong along her hips. She glanced down her body. "My thongs?" 63

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He nodded. "Yes. I thought you left this outside when we made love earlier."

"I couldn't leave my panties on the ground, Jacob."

"Well you should have. I thought I told you not to wear panties."

She shook her head. "You said not to when I'm here, but we were out."

"Well from now on, just don't wear
any
panties—

anywhere, ever. I want you ready at all times for my cock," he whispered huskily, his eyes darkening with desire as he slipped her thong from her hips all the way down the length of her body before tossing them aside.

"Jacob, I can't leave the house without under—" His eyebrows lifted. "Yes you can. And you will," he said firmly.

She opened her mouth to protest. He was crazy if he thought she would walk around without panties just because he wanted
easy
access at
all
times. Before she could argue with him, he lowered his head to nibble at the soft skin against her neck. A sharp cry escaped her lips and tingles raced down her back as her nipples hardened and her pussy began to flood with juice. She closed her eyes, giving herself over to the pleasure of his lovemaking. They could argue about her going out commando style later.

Her heartbeat quickened when Jacob slowly slipped her bra straps from her shoulders. Not bothering to unfasten the hooks, he pushed the cups down, so that her full breasts spilled forth.

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"God, you're gorgeous," Jacob whispered softly, his voice sounding almost reverent.

She opened her eyes to meet his intense gaze, shocked that he wasn't staring down at her breasts. Embarrassed by his intense scrutiny, a flush of heat crept up her body. She closed her eyes again, no longer able to meet his penetrating gaze.

"Open your eyes, Camille," he demanded on a low growl. She snapped her lids open, her stomach lurching slightly at the depth of longing that was evident in his gaze.

"I want to stare into your eyes when I enter you," he whispered softly.

She nodded slightly before she lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist.

Staring into his face, she struggled not to shut her eyes and instead focused on arching her hips off the bed as he slowly fed his cock into her dripping pussy, inch by inch.

"Jacob," she moaned and dug her nails into his taut ass, begging him with her actions to seat himself fully inside her aching pussy.

A wicked grin spread across his face before he stopped and pulled out, leaving only the head inside.

"Jacob. Please," she cried out, clutching at his ass trying to drag him back inside of her, but he held fast.

"Please what?"

"P—please make love to me," she heard herself choke out in a desperate voice she barely recognised as her own. He smiled. "That's it?"

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She shook her head in confusion. "I—I yes. I—I don't know. I don't understand."

He arched one sexy eyebrow as he stared down into her flushed face.

"So you don't want my cock?" he asked, his deep voice washing over her.

"Yes. I mean no. I mean,
yes
I
want
your cock!" God, she sounded like an idiot.

He grinned again. "Are you sure?" She nodded.

"Yes. I'm sure," she shouted when he pulled his length all the way out of her cunt. Apparently her nod wasn't sufficient.

"Then say it."

"I just did!"

"Say it again. Say you want
my
cock."

"I want you Jacob."

Tears of frustration sprung from her eyes as he teased her by pulling back some more to place just the very tip of his dick against her opening.

"No.
Again
Camille, say you want
my
cock," he barked out, his body now vibrating as he barely held on to his control.

"I want your cock, Jacob."

"How bad?" he asked softy as he inched his way deeper inside her.

"Jacob, you're killing me—" she whined.

"Say it, Camille," he said tightly.

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world,"
she screamed out the last word when Jacob plunged deep inside of her on one smooth, hard stroke.

"Jesus, Camille. You are so wet. So tight," he groaned out as he fucked her with hard strokes.

Slamming into her cunt over and over again with deep pounding thrusts, Jacob rode her hard as his balls slapped against her pussy.

Clinging to him, she tightened her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck. The thrust of his hips was so forceful that he lifted her off of the bed every time he entered her, sending the headboard crashing against the wall on every thrust.

"Camille," he rasped out. He kept calling her name as he fucked her with desperate, hungry thrusts. There was a wildness about his lovemaking that had never been there before. As if he was trying to brand her with each stroke inside her.

She shook her head back and forth as inarticulate screams spilled from her lips. Unable to meet his gaze any longer she let her head drift back against the pillow, moments before her climax exploded through her body.

"
Jacob
," she screamed into the night as her toes curled and her thighs began to shake as sticky cum coated his cock until it poured like rivers from her pussy to stain the bed.

"Yes, Camille. Shit," Jacob shouted out moments before his cock erupted inside of her and streams of milky semen shot to the back of her cunt, deep into her womb. Several loads of ejaculate spurted from him until her channel filled up and 67

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some seeped out of her hole to join her waiting juices on the bed.

"That's it, Camille. Milk my cock with your tight pussy," Jacob murmured against her ear while he continued to work his cock inside her with leisurely strokes. His hips pumped slowly back and forth until he was finally spent and collapsed atop her with a single shudder.

Unlocking her legs from around his waist, she planted her feet against the bed and held Jacob in her arms, stroking his sweat drenched back.

"Damn, Camille. That was amazing," he murmured, before he rolled off of her only to drag her into the crook of his body.

"Mmmmm. That was." She smiled sleepily, turning her face into the hollow of his neck.

He chuckled before he placed a soft kiss against her forehead. "Go to sleep, beautiful," he whispered tenderly. A soft sigh escaped her lips before she quickly drifted off to sleep.

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Camille's eyelids slowly fluttered open as she awoke to a flurry of tender caresses and heated kisses.

"Good morning, sleepy head."

She curled her lips into a small smile as she stared into Jason's handsome face.

"Good morning to you too," she said sleepily before she shifted her gaze around the room.

"He's gone."

Startled, she gasped softly, her head whipping around to meet the eyes of Jeff, surprised that he'd read her thoughts, as a rueful smile lifted the corners of her mouth.. When she'd awoken earlier to grab a quick shower, he'd joined her and afterwards they'd both crawled back into bed to sleep, but at some point he'd managed to slip out without her knowing. Jeff returned her smile with a knowing gaze.

"Jacob doesn't share very well—"

"And that includes you," Jason interrupted.

"
Especially
you," Jeff finished. She nodded, still too sleepy to understand
exactly
what their words meant.