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I didn’t think I was that big, but the way her eyes were watering, maybe I was just large for her.

“I love that you just gave me that huge compliment,” I said, voice slightly strangled, “but I’m not all that big.”

She reached down to the bit of exposed cock that hadn’t quite made its way inside her, and then circled the girth with her hand.

She came back up and showed me her fingers. “I have unusually long fingers, Quaid Carter, and these don’t even fit all the way around you.”

I smirked. “Long fingers don’t commensurate to much when you’re the size of a doll.”

She did this weird spin move, and then all of a sudden, tiny little thing that she was, she had me on my back and was on top of me.

I laughed when she tried to rise up onto her knees to get my cock at her entrance and couldn’t.

Using the strength of my arms only, I lifted her up enough that she could notch me at her entrance, and then slowly lowered her down onto my cock.

She groaned, throwing her head back, exposing her throat that I wanted to wrap my hand around.

I’d always had darker thoughts when it came to the bedroom life.

I wanted to be in control.

I wanted to dominate everything, including my willing ladies.

I wanted to ride them hard.

I wanted to force them to go past their limits.

I wanted to make them come, even when they didn’t think they could anymore.

I’d never allowed my dark desires to stray past a point when it came to my bed partners.

But I had a feeling Ellodie could handle just about anything I threw her way, even the worst of my desires.

“Quaid,” she keened when I forced her past her limits. “Oh, baby. You’re so big. I feel like I’m about to burst.”

When she finally had all of me, her ass to my groin, my cock so deep inside of her that I was panting with the need to move, I stilled.

“I think I need to move,” she breathed.

I wasn’t a small guy. I was two hundred and forty-four pounds of lean muscle, six-foot-two inches tall. She was all of five-foot-five and had trouble using her knees to ride me because my midsection was thick, and she had to spread her legs to accommodate my torso.

So even though she couldn’t rise up and fall down on me far, she did know how to undulate her hips in a rhythm that had me seeing stars.

My hands went to her hips, and I held on for dear life while I tried, and failed, to hold myself back.

“Can I help?” I rasped, my heart pounding inside my chest.

“Please,” she breathed. “But I don’t need much more…”

I lifted her up, and slammed her back down on me, causing her to cry out and her fingers to dig into my chest.

There was no doubt in my mind that she was breaking the skin, but neither one of us seemed to care as I continued lifting and shoving.

Soon, we’d set a rhythm, and I was so close to the edge this was going to be embarrassing if she didn’t come soon.

Luckily, fate took pity on me, and she started to tighten up.

Her body collapsed onto my chest, and I held her to me tightly as I continued the punishing rhythm.

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