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I could have come from that alone.

He slowly pulled out, only to plunge back in hard with his hands gripping my hips. “You look so pretty when you’re takin’ my dick.”

My eyes fluttered as I started backing up into his rough thrusts. “You’re going to make me come.”

He smacked my ass hard. “Good girls don’t come until I tell them to.”

Gripping my hair from the nape of my neck, he yanked me back with such force that I collided with his chest. The handcuffs squeezed the hell out of my wrists, but once again, I didn’t give a shit about it.

My back curved, and my eyes shut as he fucked me.

Claimed me.

Made me his and only his.

“Eyes on me,” he demanded, and they fluttered open.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “Look at you, takin’ me so well.” Grabbing my chin, he turned my face to kiss him. “Hands on the headboard,” he demanded, kissing and licking along the back of my neck.

I did as I was told.

“You’re goin’ so good for me…”

Harder.

Faster.

“That’s it…” he growled. “Take… take it, it’s yours.”

My eyes widened in pleasure.

In pain.

It felt one and the same.

Holding me flush against his chest, I felt his warmth consume me as he took his time hitting all the right spots inside me. His back muscles flexed with every thrust.

Every push and pull.

I couldn’t get enough of him.

I needed him.

Wanted him.

Loved him.

Love him.

Our mouths were parted, still touching, both of us panting profusely, trying to feel each and every sensation of our skin-on-skin contact. His one hand snaked around to play with my sensitive clit, and I lost it.

His heady movements were almost as pained as the glare in his eyes. I felt his heart pounding against my back. His kisses reached deep within the depths of my soul, and his strong hands and muscular body possessed me in ways I’d never experienced before.

I never thought possible.

I came hard.

Fast.

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