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It’s the only warning I have before my world drops away completely and he yanks me down to the hilt. His cock rocks upwards inside of my ravenous pussy until it feels like it’s punched its way past my stomach and into my throat. I squeal, heels kicking helplessly in the air as my body is overtaken by the thrill of it all. Before I have a chance to recover, he raises me up along his impossible length before impaling me again.

The second stroke comes quick and hard, and pushes all air from my lungs as I shriek in pleasure.

By the third stroke, I’m seeing stars.

After that, I lose all sense of who and what I am.

He rocks his hips against mine as he balances me on his forearms. His huge hands grab hold of my ass to control the rhythm and pull me even closer to him with every followingthrust. His movements become faster and faster until my blood is singing in my veins.

The motions remind me of the dance in Italy, the dance at the wedding. His cock forces one cry of pleasure after another until my throat is raw from screaming.

I’ve never felt so simultaneously connected to another body while I’m torn so far from my own. Every small thing he does, I can feel. The tiny hairs on my arms and the nape of my neck stand on end when he scrapes his teeth against my shoulder.

He bites, and I feel my hips start moving as if they are possessed.

I never want this moment to stop.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I shriek, quivering as the rush of heat starts tingling in my legs. I curl my toes in my heels, grinding against him as I chase the edge of my orgasm.

I’m so close. So fucking close.

“Whose pussy is this?” He asks as his thrusts grows faster and faster as he ruts against me, as he claims me.

“Yours!” I scream as my hands fly out from behind me and wrap around his neck, holding on for dear life.

He pounds mercilessly into me and snarls. “Who do you belong to?”

“You!”

Coming is all I care about. His cock has left my brain empty of all other thoughts.

All except one single, dangerous thought.

My eyes flutter open and for a moment, conflicting thoughts war in my mind.

Because I know what my cock-drunk brain wants right now.

And it’s the exact opposite from what I told him three days ago after he pulled me out of the lake.

Should I? Can he?

The massive cock shoves mercilessly to the hilt again, its engorged head pressing at the entrance of my womb. The sensation drives all logical thought from my mind.

His lips meet mine again, and this time, I eagerly open my mouth and send my tongue forward to meet his. My legs wrap around him, urging him to go deeper, harder, faster, until I lose myself to every merciless thrust.

Until we’re all that exists in this world.

Until he’s the only thing that’s real.

Sweat glistens on his muscles in the moonlight, and I can feel his cock growing harder inside of me.

My muscles ache from my need to orgasm. He breaks the kiss and lowers his lips to my breasts, teeth grazing my left nipple, while his tongue lashes the sensitive surface. Sparks explode behind my eyes. I’m dizzy from heat and want.

And that’s when it happens.

“Oh God!” I scream, arching my back, forcing my nipple deeper into his mouth. My pleasure rises, crests, and crashes like a tidal wave tearing through a helpless beach-town, leaving me boneless as I writhe and twitch all over his cock.

My pussy clenches in unison with my racing heart, and I relish in the sensation of being filled.

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