I surged up, crashing my mouth against his. He groaned into the kiss, 'Mmmph,' tongue invading, tasting like coffee and forbidden fruit.
His hands roamed, yanking up my dress skirt, calluses scraping my thighs. I clawed at his shirt buttons, popping them free to reveal that sweat-slicked chest I'd ogled for days.
'f**k, Meadow,' he growled, spinning me around and shoving me against the dining table.
The edge bit into my hips as he hiked my dress higher, panties yanked down in one rough pull. Cool air hit my bare ass, then his palm cracked against it...smack!...making me yelp, 'Oh!'
'You been teasing me for weeks, prancing around in those tight little outfits under your daddy's roof.' He pressed his bulge against me, hard c**k straining through his pants. 'Now take what's yours.'
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