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I straddle his hips, my torn dress hiking up my thighs as I grind against his erection. A whimper rolls from my lips, pleasure already building toward a fever pitch.
"Troy," I plead in desperation. "Fuck me. Please, just fuck me."
He growls wordlessly, rising up to take my lips in a ravishing kiss. He's as desperate as I am, as needy. I moan into his mouth, rocking against him.
He pinches my nipples through my dress, sending electric jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. "Goddamn, I missed this perfect body, angel," he groans.
"It missed you!" I cry, clawing his chest.
He rips open the front of my dress, tearing it from my chest to my waist. I sob, loving how wild he is, how dominant. When he's like this, there's no stopping him.
It's my favorite side of him—wild and unrestrained. Mine in every single way.
He leans up, wrapping his lips around my right nipple, biting and sucking. He's rough—so rough. So perfect. The feel of his fingertips against my inner thighs sends shockwaves of ecstasy through me.
My panties tear as easily as my dress did, ripped away from my body in his haste to touch me.
"Get my cock out," he orders, two fingers sinking deep inside me.
I scramble to obey, my fingers grazing his erection as I tug at his zipper, fumbling with the buttons. He groans when I delve my hand inside, pulling out his hard length.
"Jerk me off, angel," he growls, fucking me mercilessly with his fingers. "I want your perfect hands on me."
A whimper escapes my lips as I struggle to wrap my fingers around his girth, pumping him in time to the relentless strokes of his fingers inside my body. I glide my thumb over the slit, collecting pre-cum before spreading it down the shaft.
"Squeeze me harder," he commands. "Make me feel like it's your perfect little cunt."
I do, squeezing hard with every stroke of my hands down his shaft. I match his rhythm so he feels like it's my pussy wrapped around him, like he's balls deep inside me, fucking me.
"You're so fucking wet for me," he growls in my ear, his voice strained as he slips his fingers from my body. "Take me, Thalia. Ride my cock."
I fall on him like a greedy, possessed thing, lifting up to notch him at my entrance. I slam myself down on him, taking him all the way.
We shout at the same time, our voices ringing out around us.
"Don't fucking stop," he growls—the same way he did the day he found me in the cabin, his fingers digging into my hips. "Finish what you started."
I don't stop. I lift myself up and drop down on his cock again and again. His length fills me to the brim, every inch a delicious intrusion.
"That's right. Fuck me like the good girl you are," he groans, bucking his hips on every downward thrust to force himself deeper.
I bounce against his thighs, sobbing his name.
"Scream for me," he croons, his voice low and animalistic. "Let everyone know who you belong to, princess."
My throat turns raw from the screams that slip past my lips. The world narrows down to this—him inside me, the rhythmic slap of our bodies meeting, our desperate breaths echoing around us.
"You're mine. All fucking mine." He leans up suddenly, his teeth sinking into the side of my throat. Marking me.
"Yes!" I claw his shoulders.
We move faster, harder, chasing the pleasure looming like a wall.
"Troy, I'm…I'm…" But I don't have to tell him. He already knows.
He grips my hips tightly, driving up into me one last time, a primal groan ripping from his lips. The sound of it—the sight of pleasure contorting his handsome face—shatters me into a thousand tiny pieces.
My orgasm crashes over me like a wave, dragging me under. I writhe in ecstasy, in torment. sobbing his name. Stars don't erupt behind my eyes this time, though. For once, they twinkle directly overhead, shining brightly.
