Seducing the Sergeant

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beneath her knees.
    “Told you.” Rennick’s voice was smug between kisses as he adjusted his hold, one hand sliding down between her legs to test her wetness. The resulting groan rolled through his chest to her back.
    “Fuck, you’re hot and wet. Part your legs, babe, let Camden get inside that sweet pussy.”
    Wynter couldn’t frame an answer. Instead she turned to claim Rennick’s lips as the other man lifted her legs. The broad head of his cock pressed hard against the entrance to her cunt, and then he started to push inside her.
    Pleasure pulled a whimper from the depths of her lungs as his thick shaft stretched her. God, he was huge. Long and thick. Could she take him all? She wasn’t quite sure now as he pushed deeper, the sensation almost bordering on uncomfortable. It was a deep, burning pressure as he paused to suck in a breath.
    “Fuck. Too tight.” His expression twisted in concern, but Wynter shook her head. They’d come this far; she wasn’t going to back out now. Not when they were almost there.
    Lifting her hands, she grabbed one of Rennick’s and pulled it down across the front of her body. He grunted, but got the message. Large fingers slipped down lower, seeking the hard button of her clit.
    Biting her lip on a moan of pleasure, she looped her arms up and back around Rennick’s neck. The movement altered the angle of penetration, and Camden slid another half inch inside her.
    “Ohhh…” he muttered. “God, yeah. That feels so fucking good.”
    His hands tightened on her ass, holding her still as he pulled back, then surged forward again. And again. With each retreat and thrust, he worked himself a little farther inside her as Rennick played with her clit.
    Then he was fully seated, her pussy throbbing around the full length of his wide cock. Her sheath ached at being stretched wide, but she didn’t care. She’d never been so filled before. It felt fantastic.
    Camden paused and looked down at her. “You okay, sweets?”
    She nodded, frustration rolling through her. Her hips rocked, and the ripple of pleasure at the delicious friction shimmered over her skin.
    “Yes, fine. Now just fuck me already, will you?”
    Masculine chuckles filled the small cubicle.
    “I think she’s digging it,” Rennick muttered. “Better do as she says.”
    Camden pulled back, and it was game on. Neither man gave her time to think as Camden powered into her, setting a hard and fast pace as Rennick played with her clit and breasts. She gasped and moaned, unable to stay still as Camden took her in powerful, long strokes. Each one rocked her back against Rennick, the bigger man absorbing the force and holding them still, anchoring them.
    It didn’t take long. Within minutes, tension built in Camden’s body, the cords in his neck standing out as he drove into her.
    “Fuck it, I c-can’t…not gonna last much longer,” he bit out, closing his eyes as his thrusts increased and became less coordinated.
    Triumph rolled through her as he struggled for control. His shaft jerked within her. So close to the edge. With a wordless sound of encouragement, she tightened her pussy around him and grinned as he swore.
    A feral light shone in his eyes. He leaned down, taking her lips in a quick kiss before he slammed into her a last time and stiffened. Throwing back his head, he snarled, his cock pulsing deep inside her and bathing the walls of her pussy with come.
    “Fuuuck,” he ground out, forehead against hers as he panted, still buried deep inside her. “That was good. You’re…amazing.”
    “Not so bad yourself, sunshine.” Wynter smiled, her body still humming from her earlier release and riding the edge of tension from the good, hard fucking he’d just given her. “Although I’ll want a repeat performance later, just to be sure.”
    “Oh, don’t worry. You’ll get a repeat all right. More than one.”
    He grinned as he pulled from her, his prick still as stiff as a flagpole. She’d heard that about

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