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trapped between us.
    Inching her jeans down until they pooled on the dirt, I caressed the swell of her muscles. Black panties that hid away her intimate secrets fell away in my grip. She was exposed to the air, goosebumps rising up along her thighs.
    Marina was already glistening with arousal. God, the smell of her drove me wild. I'd planned to go slower, but her temptation had my cock rock-hard in my pants. Spreading her from behind, I buried my nose and my tongue on her beautiful pussy.
    Her squeak was a siren's call. I think she would have been louder, but Kite was drowning her in a long kiss. She'd soaked me with red paint minutes ago. I ached for her to lose control and drench me in her come.
    We were all winners today.
    Around me, the bridge of her thighs was vibrating. My thumbs peeled her cunt open, exploring her until I was licking between her ass cheeks. That made her wiggle, the mini-fight turning my excitement up a notch.
    Whenever I thought I'd pushed this girl too far, she kept proving me wrong. Marina was stuck within the reach of my mouth. Even if she bent and twitched while I lapped at her tight ass, the strings of liquid rolling down her inner thighs told the real story. She loved everything I was doing. So did I.
    “I think my god damn zipper is about to snap,” Kite growled, breaking their kiss. Feeling my own painful erection, I was sympathetic.
    Standing tall, I tipped Marina's head back and nuzzled her temple. “Are you ready?” I asked, fingers whispering down to trace her pussy. I got them soaked, lubed so they could tease lightly over her anus.
    Tight as a drum, Marina tried to weave away. “Wait, I've never done that,” she panted.
    Across from me, Kite's eyes twinkled. “Guess that makes me lucky,” he said, yanking his jeans down to his ankles in a blur. “I'm the one who gets to be the first.”
    I could have argued. I'd prepared her for this new act, after all. And I'd been the one to get a face-full of paint. Really though? I was content to feel Marina, hearing her moan as I tested her limits. There was no reason to argue over who got to take her first... but I wasn't done with her. Not yet.
    Around her front, I traced the engorged nub of her clit. Her gasp was fantastic, especially so close to my ear. “Isn't that nice?” I asked. I knew the answer, I could tell from how fast her lungs worked. “Don't you want more?”
    Twisting, she laid her heated stare on me, eyes half-shut. “Of course I fucking do.”
    The flash of heat that rolled through my belly was immense. I wanted to free my raging hard-on. Instead, I forced myself to remain calm. Still petting her pretty cunt, I began teasing her puckered anus. The noises she made had me dizzy. Marina swept me up the same way I did to her.
    Kite was done waiting. He pulled her from me, replacing my fingers with his own. “You're too fucking much,” he hissed through his teeth. “Just watching your face is killing me, Marina.”
    I understood the sentiment. Shaking myself, I realized her claws were still in my blood. This was out of my control. God, this woman was the only thing I'd ever known that could do this to me. She wrecked my plots and stomped on my composition.
    Shoving aside the train of thought, I unbuttoned my pants. Kite had Marina in his arms, stealing her attention. Somehow, as my zipper-teeth sliced the air, she heard it. Instantly her onyx eyes jumped to me, fixing on how I adjusted my bulge.
    Smirking at her hungry stare, I outlined my cock. She couldn't blush any brighter. “Yes,” I breathed out. “You're ready. Bring her here.” Lying on the jackets, I slid the condom out from my pocket. It sheathed me, and my only flicker of jealousy was when I realized Kite wasn't putting one on.
    He wasn't thinking about evidence. He was reveling in the ability to shove himself inside of her tight ass without hesitance. I think, in his shoes, I'd have behaved the same.
    Kite had started to move her, but she was eager on her