Chapter 71

Tate’s POV

“May I?” I asked, and she nodded. I pushed her thong to her side and touched her wet pussy. The moan that escaped her mouth made me growl lowly in approval.

“Damn, you’re so wet, baby,” I said while kissing her neck. I started to rub her clit with my thumb, while my middle finger entered her pussy. She arched her hips, wanting more of my fingers. I thrusted my fingers in and out of her. As my pace accelerated, her moans were louder. Her walls are constricting.

“Ahm, yes,” her fingers are in my hair, gripping it, and yanking. I didn’t care; all I wanted was to please her. To satisfy her. Beth rode my fingers, and with a long moan, her juices coated my fingers. I wanted to dip my face in her core, to lick all her juices, but I didn’t. She buried her face in my neck, breathless and panting. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her in an embrace.

“I knew something was happening between the two of you!”

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Beth’s POV