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“Damn, that’s a pretty sight,” he says. He squeezes my thighs and moves them a little wider. “Do you want to come like that? All spread out on top of me, playing with yourself?”

I keep circling but I shake my head. “I want you inside me.”

“Nothing’s going to keep me out,” he says in a firm promise.

I circle a few more times, but then I slide my fingers lower, dipping inside, feeling how wet I am. I moan, then withdraw my fingers to show him.

He grabs my wrist and pulls my fingers to his mouth, sucking on them as his eyes lock on mine.

The sucking pressure around even my fingers makes my pussy clench.

“Perfect,” he says, letting my hand go. “Ride me, Abigail.”

I take a deep breath and then move against him. He’s long and thick and I know it’s going to be a tight fit. I know it will work and all of that, but I’m going to feel every inch.

I can’t wait.

“That’s it,” he encourages. “Line me up.”

I reach down and take hold of his cock, then position him at my entrance.

“Take me,” he coaches. “Slide me into my favorite place on this planet.”

I laugh softly at that, feeling high…on him. “You haven’t been to this place yet.”

He grins up at me. “Doesn’t matter.”

Geez, how can he be so hot and dirty, then sweet and cute all at the same time?

I let myself sink down a little around him. We both groan. Then a little more. Then more. It’s definitely a stretch. I’m hot and so full. But damn, this is so, so good.

Him filling me up is so much of it, but the way he’s watching me, looking at me like I’m the most amazing thing he’s ever seen, definitely helps.

As do his freaking words.

It’s just a constant litany of things like, “Abigail, Jesus, yes. Grip me. Yes. You’re so perfect. So tight. Fuck, princess. So fucking tight and perfect. This pussy is mine. You are mine.”

I’m moving. My hips are rotating, I’m lifting and lowering, just following my body’s cues, searching for that spot.

Then Torin grips my hips. “Want to try the reverse cowgirl?”

I nod quickly. If it’s even half as good as this…

He swats my ass.

I gasp. “Yes, yes, I want to try it.”

He lifts me, turns me so I’m facing the foot of the bed, then lowers me back on his cock.

God, taking him again is as good as the first time. And this new position gives us a new angle. He’s hitting a spot that makes me cry out and clench around him.

“Yes, fuck,” he grits out. His hands are on my breasts, teasing my nipples, pinching and tugging with the perfect pressure to make my clit throb.

“I need…” I’m breathless. “Oh, God.”

“What, princess? Anything. But you have to say it.”

“My…clit,” I manage.

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