Chapter 159: Lincoln

We make it to the bed and I pull a condom from the bedside drawer. I removed her skirt and bra and wrangle her boots off before laying her on the bed. I leave the sexy scarf on because the longer I've watched her tonight, the more I've liked it, and fuck, her nipples are pierced too. I remove my jeans and boxers barely able to take my gaze from the pointed tips of her breasts. Her eyes remain on my cock as I slide the condom over it. I rest my knee between her splayed thighs as soon as it's on.

"You're big," she breathes.

Exactly what every man wants to hear. I know I'm big. Again, good genes. "I won't hurt you," I say gently.

"Don't take all the fun away now," she says with a smile.

She's every fantasy and wet dream I had as a teenager combined. Where the fuck has she been my whole life? "You want it rough, honey?"

"As rough as you can make it, buster."