Kaden pulled his c**k out of his pants and gave it a few strokes. I looked at him with greedy eyes, eager to see what I’d felt pressed against me earlier. I kept my hands right where they were, even though I wanted to reach out and replace his hands with mine. Another time, my brain whispered. You can make him come apart with your hands and mouth. I shuddered at the prospect.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around him, my back still pressed against the tree. He slid his c**k along my slit a few times, making me shudder against the friction, and then he pushed himself inside of me. I gasped at the sudden fullness, at the feeling of being complete.
He drew his c**k out and pounded it back in, thrusting up into me, making me ride him. This angle caused his head to brus
