Nicki Hunter

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Nikki Hunter pressed her back into the alley wall, shadows swallowing the curve of her hip as the stranger's hand slid beneath her skirt. She didn't ask his name. Didn't need it. Her breath caught when he pushed two fingers inside her, slow, deliberate, like he already knew how wet she'd be. Streetlight flickered across his jaw. A hungry smile. She arched into him, thighs tightening around his wrist, grinding down until he grunted. Her blouse hung open, one tit exposed to the cold night. He pinched her nipple hard and she whimpered, biting her lip to keep from moaning loud enough to wake the city. He worked her faster now. Rougher. The slick sound of it filled the silence between them. She clutched his shoulder, nails digging in. Her orgasm hit like a fist, sudden and mean, leaving her shaking. He didn't stop. Didn't let up. Just grinned like the devil he'd promised to be and kept fucking her through it, until her knees buckled and her voice broke into something raw. Then he turned her around, shoved her face-first against the brick, and she smiled through the sting of it, already spreading for whatever came next.

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