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Page 25 of Spit

The next thing I know, I’m in Ethan’s arms, and he’s carrying me like a caveman up the stairs. As we reach the second floor, I’m still gasping for breath. He throws me down on the bed beneath him, and with one swift tug, wrenches the dress from my hips and tosses it aside.

Completely naked before him.

Writhing with lust. Hypnotized. Still buzzing from my orgasm.

He’s going to take me now, and I couldn’t be happier.

The sight of his exposed upper body is enough to take my breath away again. Muscle upon muscle ripples as he moves, showing his taut strength and manly prowess. No wonder he lifted me like I weighed nothing; I don’t to him.

“You make me want to fucking destroy you,” he growls. “That pretty, young, unbelievable body. Goddamn, baby.”

Yeah, I want that.

Destroy me, Ethan. Use me for your pleasure. You saved me. I’m yours. I belong to you.

“You can’t destroy me,” I tease, twisting on the bed. “I’m a big girl now.”

Ethan’s eyes flare as he reaches for his belt buckle. “Oh, is that right? You might want to wait until you see this before you say that again.”

And then, he pulls it out.

And then I see what he means.

His cock stands straight out like a baseball bat, strong and thick, veiny with a swollen tip that glistens with a drop of moisture that I can only imagine must be pre-cum. There is just so much of it…does he really mean to put that all inside me?

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he chuckles. I frown. My face must have betrayed me. So much for putting on a tough-girl act.

“I can still take it,” I protest as he lowers himself down onto me. I think he’s going to put it in, but he doesn’t. First, he takes both of my hands and wraps them around his shaft. I look down and shake my head. Two hands aren’t even enough. I’d need four to cover all of it. “Okay…maybe not…”

“No, I agree with you,” Ethan says as he spreads my legs with his knees. “You can take it all and you’re going to. I’m going to claim you with my nine inches, baby. Take that cherry and make you mine.”

My lust is like a strong hand pressing down on me, clouding my thought, inhibiting my movement. All I can do is nod, wide-eyed, as he takes what is his. I spread and gasp as he gives his thick manhood to me. There’s a release of pressure inside and I know that means I’m no longer innocent. Six years ago I was a girl; now he’s back and he’s made me a woman.

His fingers dance up my body before finding my breasts. “Jesus, Bailey, this pussy is so tight. Are you sure you’re legal? I’m not even going to be able to last in you. I’m going to come so fucking hard. That’s what this pussy is for, isn’t it? Making me come?”

The way he speaks has me lit up inside. I’m suddenly conscious of the moisture growing between my thighs, dripping onto him as his thrusts begin to shake me. I whimper as I feel myself tighten down on him, increasing the sensation of the stretch. His eyes glow, and he tilts his head back and lets out a growl that causes me to swell with pride.

Yes. That’s what it’s for…

“Fuck, I’m already close.” He leans back in and brushes my lips with his, while at the same time grasping my breasts with both hands. “I want you to come with me, Bailey. Let me feel that sweet teen pussy come.”

I never knew the power of words until now. An explosion occurs inside of me, and I’m instantly rocketed into another realm of bliss. My body shakes, my thighs go tight and clench down, and I reach out and grasp Ethan’s strong arms as I hold on for dear life.

He buries his manhood inside me, and I feel the sweet, hot, shot of his release. Rope after rope sprays inside me, amplifying my bliss. I feel it spill out of me as I overflow and run down my thighs and buttocks and onto the bed. His hips buck forward, and I gasp as he touches the deepest spot inside of me. Then he slumps over on top of me, breathing hard, one arm holding me tight to his chest.

“I’m sorry if I was too rough, baby. I just—I couldn’t help myself.”

“No, don’t apologize,” I whisper, caressing his back. “It was amazing. Utterly amazing.”

“I’ll last longer next time,” he chuckles. “Or maybe not. Maybe I’ll never get used to how tight that pussy is.”

I don’t even know how to reply. But I love hearing him talk. “Is it really?”

He growls deep in response and nods against my neck. “Baby, if your pussy was a drug, I’d already be addicted.”

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