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His fingers bite into my skin painfully, and he growls. “Do it, Callista. Take me hard.”
Jesus…
When he talks like that, my pussy fucking weeps. I align his cock at my opening and sink down on him slowly, allowing my body time to adjust to his massive size and how much bigger he seems in this position.
“Oh, God.”
I tip my head back, my mouth falling open on a silent gasp, and try to catch my breath as he spreads me wide and stretches me to my limits. He groans, and when his cock finally bottoms out inside me, my pelvis pressed to his, I grind down and roll my hips, rubbing my clit against him.
His hips buck, and he somehow pushes himself even deeper.
Fuck.
“Grab the headboard, Beauty.”
The command comes rough through his gritted teeth. Every muscle in his body strains, coiled and ready to snap as I sit atop him with his length buried deep inside me—unmoving. Completely at his mercy, even though I’m supposed to be the one controlling this.
He holds me captive with his onyx gaze, the inferno blazing across it enough to make me clench around him.
“Beauty…” A growled warning to comply.
I lift my hands from his hard chest to grip the wood and metal headboard above him, wrapping my fingers around it to find the support and leverage I need to do this.
Because the man has barely touched me.
He’s only been inside me for mere seconds, but my entire body already shakes so badly I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to keep myself upright.
Not with him filling me so completely.
Giving me exactly what I need.
His hands flex on my hips, urging me to move, and I start a slow ride, rising until he’s just about to slip out, clenching around the head of his cock, and then gliding back down, grinding on each down stroke.
Flashes of searing heat spread from my core through my belly and out into all my limbs, making my head spin as I try to maintain my pace. But the trembling in my legs only grows worse as my orgasm eludes me.
Sensing what I need, Weston shifts his grip on me and digs his heels into the mattress to buck his hips up, driving himself even harder and deeper with each thrust.
“Oh, fuck…”
My head falls back, and he pumps into me, lifting me easily so I don’t have to try to keep my brain functioning as the head of his cock drags against that perfect spot inside me. I lose my grip on the headboard, letting my arms fall and my hands land back on his shoulders.
His heated skin blazes under my palms. The bunch and flex of each muscle as he moves me above him rippling beneath my fingers in a sensual glide that only makes me want more of it.
More of him.
Over me.
Consuming me.
His entire body pressed to mine and moving in such perfect rhythm.
Weston offered me the upper hand for a brief moment, but it wasn’t something that could last.
We both knew it.
He flips me onto my back in one smooth motion, keeping his cock buried deep so he can switch immediately into dragging back his hips and plunging deep.
A gasp slips from my lips, and he catches it in his mouth with a brutal kiss meant to stake his claim.
