The Mad British

The Mad British by Hera Leick

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that.
    "Step out," she demands, continuing to mimic my commanding tone.
    No one else would get away with it, but she is just so damn hot that I’m sure I will do whatever she tells me to do.
    She inches her way back up, pressing her soft tits against my hard body, and wraps a hand round my steel-hard erection. I hiss, my body bucking forward, and she lets out another quiet laugh.
    "Is this what you like?" she asks, tightening her grip as she begins to pump me in her hand.
    "Adelaide," I growl throatily, shifting my eyes to her, and swearing again when she winks. She bites her lip as she rakes her nails over my chest again.
    "My turn." I wrap my fingers round her wrist and pull her away from me.
    I’ve shown far too much self-restraint tonight, and I’m a hair’s breadth away from breaking point.
    "You can play later all you want, love." Grabbing her other hand, I spin her back round toward the window. "But right now, I can only take so much."
    She cries out, her bare back coming into contact with the cool glass. I release her hands long enough to shove the lacy scrap of knickers down, making it my turn to command her to step out of something.
    On my knees in front of her, I slip the lace from beneath her feet, tossing it aside. I can see in her eyes she’s already desperate for another release. My hand snakes across the floor to my trousers, digging for my wallet, all-the-while my eyes never leaving hers.
    I hold her ankles in each of my hands, running my hands slowly up her sides as I move upward. Her body withers beneath my touch as I make my way over the bare curve of her hip, and over her gorgeous tits, coming to a stop when I cup her face. Our tongues meet again, swirling round one another as I press a knee between her legs.
    "You’re gonna get it from me," I warn hoarsely, stepping between her legs when she parts instantly.
    She reaches for the foil wrapper, tearing it open in her hands, then moves slowly to roll it onto my cock. I groan, pressing my face against her neck as her hands move over me, teasing me one last time.
    Resting a hand on her hip, I pull her away, positioning her so that I’m right at her entrance. Hooking an arm beneath one of her knees, I draw her leg round me, so that my tip presses against her wet slit. Moaning loudly, her hands grasp at me, seeking something to hold onto as I push myself inside her.
    I plant a hand against the glass to balance us, drawing her leg up higher round me, and plunge even deeper into her pussy. She is so goddamn tight, and I move slowly at first, knowing that one wrong movement will end things before they get started.
    "Adelaide," I pant against her neck, my hand tugging at her leg that’s still resting on the floor. "I need you to. . . Yeah, like that." I moan in a ragged breath when she shifts to wrap her legs round me, her arms moving round my neck. "Christ, just like that, babe."
    I move to find her lips, taking them in mine, as I slowly thrust against her. She breaks the kiss immediately, a low moan escaping her lips, her head falling to my shoulder.
    I shift to hold her at her hips, pressing her against the window, my hips pumping against hers. She rakes her fingernails over my shoulder blades, her mouth moving over my skin, teeth biting and tongue soothing as I move inside her. Each thrust slowly becomes harder than the one that comes before.
    Her hands grip my shoulders tightly as her head falls back against the window. She matches me thrust for thrust, her back banging against the window every time I push into her. Harder and harder.
    I tremble simply from the way she says my name, and I know that I can’t hold out any longer. Sliding a hand from beneath her, I move between our bodies, my thumb seeking out her clit. When I press against it lightly, her nails dig into my shoulders, and a long, throaty moan comes from her lips.
    She is practically screaming when I feel my own release come. With one last hard thrust, I bite into her cherry just as I come

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