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I scramble in the sheets for the row of condoms and make quick work of tearing the foil packet, freeing the rubber ring, and rolling it into place.

Propping my cock up, I give her a saucy smile. “Yours for the taking.”

The anticipation that lights off in her eyes is incredible. Lifting her hips, she bites her bottom lip as she poises her entrance over my cock.

I reach between her thighs to ensure she’s wet enough to take me, and groan. “Oh, luv. You’re drenched for me.”

“Now to put it to good use.”

I expect her to take me inside her inch by inch, but once again, she surprises me. With her palms braced against my shoulders, she wriggles her hips a little and then impales herself on me.

“Oh, fuck.” I arch my back as she cries out, the fit tight and glorious. Her pussy clenches with the sudden bombardment and I take a steadying breath to ensure I have control.

Pressure builds deep in my balls as heat runs down the length of my spine. It’s everything I dreamt it would be—and more.

Still, I need to breathe through it. There’s no way I’m going off early after waiting for days for this.

Always surprising me, this one.

“You feel so good,” she moans, her head dropping back as she lifts her hips and rides my cock. “Everything in me is clenching you, throbbing around you…”

Aye, I’m fucking aware. Her insides are milking me with a greed that has me on the edge and we’re just getting started.

Running my hands up her thighs, I slide my thumb between her legs and find her clit. I won’t be the chump who loses his load before his girl falls apart. She needs to realize what a fucking queen she is, and I intend to show her over and over again.

When the fleshy pad of my thumb brushes over her nerve endings, her breath catches, and she loses her rhythm for a moment.

Sweet mercy she’s soaking wet.

The soft sounds of flesh on flesh as she rides my cock brings the burning of pressure deep in my balls. She’s stunning. With her skin flushed and her breath coming in panting bursts, she’s the most fuckable creature I’ve ever had the pleasure of watching.

And then?—

“Here. Squeeze here.” She lifts my free hand to her throat, her gaze filled with both nerves and hope. “I’ve always wanted to try this.”

“How tight?” I ask.

The relief in her is obvious. Did she really think I’d turn her down? If she wants a bit of wild, I’m the man to give it to her.

“I don’t know.”

“All right. Tap my arm if it’s too much. Otherwise, I’ll let you lead the way.”

I give her a few minutes to sink back into riding my cock with my thumb coaxing her orgasm forward and a light hold on her throat.

When she’s good and worked up, I tighten my grip, reading her expression for any signs of panic. Only, there isn’t any.

This woman isn’t afraid of anything.

“Trust me, beautiful. I’ve got you.”

And I have.

If she wants to be choked or spanked or anything else she’s curious about, I’m the man for the job.

I’ve got her.

“That’s my good girl. You’re doing so well.”

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