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“I had to pee!” That would explain the pants around the ankles.

I try to sit up, but he pulls me back down, effectively making me slide up and down his dick. “But now that we’re here . . . ,” he whispers and licks my neck. My stomach squeezes and heat zips down my spine. “What better way to stick it to him? While he’s crying for his mama, scared out of his mind, you’re right outside giving another man everything he wants.”

It’s so naughty . . . And I can’t deny the idea makes me burn with wicked heat.

Whoever said revenge is a dish best served cold was wrong because this is so much better.

I look over my shoulder. “Then lie back and let me ride this dick like a bronco at the rodeo.”

He circles his wrist in the air, imitating a lasso, before slapping my arse and yipping. “Yeehaw, cowgirl!”

I lean forward, resting my hands on his legs. He flips my dress up to bare my cheeks and lower back. I feel like a sex goddess as I bounce back on him. I’ve never felt sexier than I do right now, wanton and confident.

It doesn’t hurt that Alfie gives a constant play-by-play of how good I look twerking on his dick.

“This is so fucking hot, Georgie girl . . . Fuck, I’ve never seen anything hotter . . . except for your face— Shit, don’t turn around! I think I’ll come if I see your smile and bouncing ass . . . Goddamn, you’re making this dick your bitch.”

He’s so big that any movement strokes every sensitive nerve inside me. “You feel . . . so . . . good.” I murmur between pants. “I can’t . . . get . . . enough.”

Words seem to fail us both as we lose ourselves in feeling and pleasure. Moans are bitten out and groans swallowed as we try to be somewhat quiet.

Soon, my vag is pulsing, and each time he plunges inside me, I get closer and closer to the edge.

“Baby,” he says, low and strained. “It feels like your kitty cat is in a WWE match with my anaconda—are you ready for my cum?”

“Yes, please,” I whine needily. I want him to fill me up at the same time I come.

“Then keep it up, WrestleMania. Strangle my cock with that hulk vagina!”

I burst into a laugh that quickly turns to muffled cries when I have to clamp a hand over my mouth as I climax. My thighs tremble, and Alfie bucks up into me until he’s shooting off like a firehose inside me.

I fall back on his chest, and he wraps his arms around my stomach. It’s not an overly comfortable position, but I feel like I could stay here forever, just being so close to him.

I feel his chest rise and fall on a particularly heavy breath before he asks, “Would you ever peg me?”

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