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I drop her down onto my erection, and moans fill the air between us, as I sink in and in and in. Her pussy stretches to accommodate my thick length then tightens, pulling me in.
“Mmm, you feel so good, little fox.” I’ve fucked more than my fair share of women, but nothing has ever felt like this. Cazzo, maybe there is something about this making love shit.
“Umhmm,” she murmurs above me as her hips begin to move.
I lift her up and down, up and down, that slick heat wetting my cock with each thrust. Her hands wrap around my shoulders as I pick up the pace. She’s panting, her head tipped back, and I can already feel her constricting around my dick. Another few thrusts, and she’ll be mine.
“You look incredible riding my cock, little fox. The flush of your cheeks, the sparkle in your eyes, that silky hair draped across your shoulders. My God, you’re absolute perfection.”
Running my hands up her spine, I pull her closer and wrap my lips around her nipple. Twirling my tongue around the peaked bud, her back arches. “Oh, mother--,” she groans.
“Say it, little fox. Tell me how much you love fucking my cock.”
She shakes her head, pupils blown out with lust as she grinds against me.
“Say it, Maisy, or I won’t let you come.”
Her eyes widen, lips screwing into a pout. “You wouldn’t…” she breathes.
A devious grin stretches across my face. “I would. I’m fairly certain the word cock out of your mouth would be enough to push me right over the edge.” I thrust deeper, earning another breathy moan.
“Come on, little fox, just one time, for me.”
Her eyes snap open, emerald eyes shooting daggers. “I love riding your penis.”
A chuckle snakes out despite my best efforts, but I release her hip with one hand and waggle a finger an inch from her nose. “That’s not what I said.”
“It’s close enough,” she whimpers, bucking against me.
I hold her down, forcing her hips to still.
“Nico!” she growls. “I’m so close…”
“I know, baby. So just tell me how much you love to fuck my cock like a good girl, and I’ll let you come.”
“I hate you,” she grits out.
My grin only grows wider. “And I love you.”
“You don’t love me,” she whines. “If you did, you wouldn’t make me say it.”
I capture her lips, my tongue tangling with hers until we’re both breathless. “I don’t know much about this love thing,” I whisper against her lips, “but I know I’ve never felt this way about anyone. All my life an enormous gaping hole has resided in my chest, and I thought that was normal.” My shoulders lift then fall slowly. “Then I saw you that day in the shipping container all those months ago, and something snapped inside me. I may not know how to love you the right way yet, but I vow to spend the rest of my days learning how.”
She releases a sigh, her chest heaving, and those perfect nipples brush my chest, inciting another wave of desire. “I love fucking your cock,” she whispers against my lips.
The remaining walls around my heart crumble at those ridiculous words rushing from her mouth. An unstoppable smile claims my lips, and I crush her body against mine as I start to thrust with renewed vigor.
We pick up a perfect rhythm, each thrust sending liquid lightning coursing through my veins. Maisy’s lips curve into a capital O and I plunge deeper, our bodies moving in flawless synchrony. My heart kicks at my ribs as it struggles to keep up with the ragged tempo of my lungs.
“Nico, I’m going to come,” she pants. “Don’t stop. Oh, my, gawd, I’m going to come so hard.”
“That’s right, baby.” I take over, guiding her up and down the length of my cock as she contracts around me. I’m about a second away myself, barely holding onto my sanity. “Come for me, little fox.”
With one final thrust, her head falls back and a ragged moan parts her lips. “Nico, oh, Nico…”
As she collapses on top of me, I hurtle over the edge, spilling inside her. “Fuck, Maisy, you’re amazing,” I growl as an earth-shattering orgasm rolls through me.
We sit there for a long moment, foreheads pressed against each other as the final tremors echo through our bodies. I could feel her release as clearly as I felt my own. Her heart pounds against my chest, and my own battered organ rushes to keep up the manic tempo.
