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I curl my toes into the duvet as he paints a line around each breast before squeezing my nipples. The pinch shoots an arrow of pleasure straight down to my core. I whimper, resting my head back against his shoulder while he plays with my nips and nibbles the side of my neck.

His fingers finally start to travel again, brushing over my tattoo before gliding across my pulsing center.

“Yes,” I moan. “Please, baby.”

I’m not above begging when my body’s this wired, but he makes me wait, teasing my clit only briefly before pulling my folds apart. Dipping his fingertip inside me, he takes my moisture and paints my aching folds. The kiss of air against my sensitive skin and his magic fingers feel so good, I can barely contain myself. And then his thumb finds my swollen clit and starts to dance circles on it.

I buck my hips, high-pitched gasps firing out of me as he forces me back down. Forces me to take this pleasure even though it feels like too much.

“Come for me, my cherry girl.” He pushes his fingers inside me, and I nearly bust apart on the spot.

The sensations are blinding, and I grind against his fingers, my heart thundering out of time as he continues to work my clit and yes… yes…

Yes!

I splinter. I fall. I flail.

The orgasm rips through me in waves of pleasure that are so overwhelming, I barely know what to do to them. Reaching over my head, I fist the back of his hair and ride it out.

He’s still touching me while I writhe on the bed, barely able to breathe, and then he gently shoves me forward.

“On your knees, woman.”

I do what he tells me without a second thought. Scrambling over his bed, I thrust my ass in the air, desperate to feel him spear me from behind.

Grabbing my butt cheeks, he gives them a squeeze.

“So fucking sexy.”

The sound of his zipper coming down sends a zing right through me. The anticipation is unbearable. I glance over my shoulder, my body burning as he shoves his pants down and lets his dick spring free.

My belly trembles and I dip my head, smiling at the crumpled duvet cover when he parts my cheeks and teases my weeping entrance with his head.

“Please.” I whisper the word under my breath, but it quickly turns into a lusty scream as he enters me with surprising force and speed.

His cock tears right through me, thrusting deep and hard. The pleasure is mind-blowing, and I fist the duvet as he pulls back and does it again, pounding into me with more force than he ever has before.

It feels fucking amazing, and I let him know with cries and groans that can only be defined as ecstasy. He’s taking me over the edge in ways he never has before, and I am so down for this.

Our bodies slap together, my breasts rocking and my butt cheeks wiggling as he takes his fill.

Grabbing my ass again, he digs his fingers into my flesh, a moan coming out of him that’s raw and primal.

“Fuck,” he rasps. “Oh, fuck.”

I can feel him on the cusp of fracturing, and I want to be there with him. The build inside me is starting once more, my chest heaving as I threaten to lose my breath all over again.

“Ahhh,” I moan, lifting my chin up.

Winding his fingers through my curls, he lightly fists them and rides me a touch harder. It’s an almost painful pleasure that’s thrilling and addictive. His cock is taking me over, and I’m happily giving myself to its whims of fancy.

“Yes, baby.” The words punch out of me as heady gasps, and then his pace changes to short, urgent thrusts that ripple through me and ignite whatever charge has been lying in wait. “Yes!” I cry out as he drives deep and jerks inside me.

Slapping his hands on my ass, he holds on, groaning as we orgasm together. Two bodies fused by something so powerful, I can’t even find a word for it.

I’m not even sure I’ll be able to walk after this.

Or move.

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