Seduced by Sin: Sean (Rugged Riders #3)

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ignored me and placed both of his hands on my ass, squeezing it and bringing me closer into his body. “I want you. Now.”
    “I know you do.”
    He pushed me back farther until my back was pressed up against the wall. I watched as he pulled one of my knees up and placed my foot on the bench beside us. “You don’t mean to…”
    “Yes, I mean to…” he whispered into my neck as he fumbled with the zipper of his slacks. One of his hands was still preoccupied, rubbing the front of my panties. When he finally got his belt unbuckled, his pants fell to the floor around his ankles.
    “Oh, my gosh. We can’t do this here. Someone will…” I began.
    I stopped talking when he lifted my other leg up off the floor, supporting the back of my knee with his hand. I was in a very compromising position and could feel his rock-hard erection probing at my thigh.
    He buried his face in my chest, kissing my cleavage. He used his free hand to pull my panties aside and finger my clit. “You’re so wet, baby…”
    “Please…”
    “Please, what?”
    “I want you, too, Sean.”
    “We have no protection, but I’m clean. I’ll have to pull out.”
    “No, I’m clean too and I’m on birth control.”
    “You sure? I can please you some other way…” His fingers were playing fiddle with my clit, but I needed something more.
    “Fuck me,” I demanded.
    I let out a sharp gasp when I heard my underwear being torn away from me as if it were made of cheap plastic. I bit my bottom lip to keep from making any more outbursts. Just as I did, he thrust his erection into me in one long, slow motion. I could feel his body tense up as I held him tightly, my nails digging into his back muscles.
    “Is this what you want?” he mumbled.
    “Oh, yes,” I replied.
    He kissed me again, exploring my mouth with his tongue as he pumped harder and faster. He was holding my thighs in his hands, tighter, using all of his strength to try and keep me supported. I felt the pressure building up in my body as his strokes got deeper. The sensations I was feeling made me forget about where we were. At this point, I didn’t give a damn where we were, I was so caught up in the moment, I just didn’t care. All I could do was bite my lips to keep from crying out.
    “Baby, I need to come,” he whispered, placing his face in the crevice of my neck, breathing uncontrollably faster.
    “Do it,” I whispered back.
    He surprised me by lifting my other leg up from off the bench and pushing me against the wall behind us for support. Now, both of my knees were cradled in his arms as he pushed my thighs farther apart with every stroke. As if he couldn’t get enough of me, he began to thrust even deeper with longer strokes. I couldn’t hold my release any longer and felt the ripples consume my body. I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against his chest. At the same time, I felt his dick throbbing inside me and then felt the urgency of his need when his hot semen flood my core.
    I shivered as he released my feet to land on the floor.
    “Oh. My. God.” I giggled. “Are you kidding me?”
    He grinned. “We didn’t even get caught.” He pulled his slacks up and began to zip himself up.
    I put my bra back on. “We should do that more often.”
    Sean held up the panties that he had ripped in two. “I guess you won’t be wearing these…”
    I snatched them from him and put them in my bag. “We’d better hurry.” I checked the time on my cell phone. “We have ten minutes to get there.” I quickly pulled the dress over my head, careful not to mess up my curls any more than we already had. Sean had taken a seat on the bench, looking at me as he waited.
    I looked in the mirror and smoothed the dress over my body. I smiled. Even though the material was form-fitting, the dress wasn’t too tight or too revealing. Though it did feel a little snug on top.
    “Perfect,” he said, matching what I was thinking.
    I took off the dress, got re-dressed as quickly as I

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