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“I’m going to love you so good,” I promise. “All you have to do is let me.” She doesn’t push me away when I kiss her again, and her body arches into my touch when I cup her breast, rolling her nipple between my finger and thumb.

Placing the breakfast tray on the floor, I lay her down on the bed and spread her legs, positioning myself on my stomach between them. I taste both me and her when I lick a path through her folds, and the taste is addictive. Maybe for some guys, tasting your own cum might be repulsive, but not with Etta. Knowing that I filled her cunt up with my cum is one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced, and still tasting me on her this morning just makes me want to fill her back up all over again.

Flipping her onto her stomach, I push her knees toward her chest, then spread her wide, burying my face in her cunt until she’s grinding herself against me and moaning my name.

Pulling her ass cheeks apart, I spear my tongue into her cunt, eagerly lapping her arousal as I tongue fuck her, gripping her tightly as she squirms. When I run my tongue up to her asshole, she freezes, tensing her ass so hard I chuckle against her.

“Get used to me eating your ass, Little One. I plan to fuck it soon.”

She doesn’t relax until I slip two fingers into her cunt and start to finger fuck her. I wasn’t lying, I definitely intend to get into her ass, but right now, I need her soft and desperate, not freaked out and tense.

Reaching beneath her, I find her clit with my fingers and start to roll and pinch it between my finger and thumb. Her breathing hitches, and I smile, scissoring my fingers and toying with her clit, until her hips start to buck and I know she’s close.

“Come for me, Little One. Let me hear it.”

Pressing the pad of my thumb over her clit, I rub in tight, fast circles until she tenses, then comes on a whimpering scream that makes my dick twitch as precum drips from the head.

“Such a good girl. Look at you coming on my fingers and soaking me with your cream,” I praise, pushing my boxers down over my butt and lining my dick up at her entrance.

Pressing my palm down between her shoulder blades, I slam into her, not giving her time to adjust before I pull back and slam into her again. Her fingers spread wide, then twist into the sheet as she struggles to find purchase. But I don’t need her to hold on because I don’t plan on letting her get away.

Grabbing her hips, I pull her back to meet every one of my demanding thrusts, fucking her hard and rough while she pants and moans.

“Look at this perfect little cunt taking my big dick. You were made for me, Etta. Made to be mine.”

She hums at the sound of my praise, letting me use her body like a fuck toy, eager to be filled.

“You’re such a good girl, aren’t you, Little One? You’ll let me love you, won’t you? You’ll let me show you how much you’re mine? Nothing that happened in the past can affect us now, because you’re mine and I’m yours, and this is our fucking future.”

Arching my back, I change the angle of my hips, and she immediately reacts. Her fingers scramble with the sheets as her moans change to mewls, and her cunt grips me so tightly I have to fuck her harder just to get in and out of her clenched muscles.

“Come for me. Be my perfect girl and soak my dick with your cum,” I order.

Her body follows my demand, and she cries out, pushing herself onto my dick and clamping down, while her cunt pulses and ripples as wave after wave of orgasm rushes through her.

I follow her over the edge almost immediately, pumping my release into her cunt, then holding it inside of her, plugging her channel with my dick.

“Oz,” she groans.

“Don’t move,” I snap.

“What?”

“Good girls stay on their fiancé’s cock until they’re told to move,” I growl, holding her hips tightly, not even allowing her space to wiggle.

“Fiancé,” she croaks.

“I agree, husband sounds better, but we can fix that this weekend.”

Instead of arguing, she falls quiet, and eventually, I reluctantly slide my cock out of her. Her slit is red and puffy, the skin glistening with a mixture of our arousals. Unable to resist, I push my fingers into her, shoving my cum as deep as I can get it, while I rub at her clit, until she comes with a shocked squeal.

“Are you okay?” I ask, slapping her butt playfully.

Squeaking, she flops to her side, then covers her face with her hands.

“Etta?”

“We shouldn’t have done that,” she whimpers.

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