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“Yes, right there.” She humped my face, gripping it tight.

Her intoxicating smell filled the air, drowning me. Drowning in her was the only way I would be willing to leave her on this Earth.

I ran my tongue across her swollen lips. “Fuck, you’re so delectable, baby.”

Her cheeks were flushed, and her body shuddered beneath me. The bed was covered not only in the water from the shower, but in her juices trickling down her thighs. After pinching her nipple, I moved back, took off my shirt, then yanked off my pants and shoes. While standing back in a daze, I gazed at her smooth skin, and she ran her leg along my chest. I took hold of it and kissed the arch of her foot. She’d become my prized possession, and nothing would come between us—not even herself.

“You know you’ve fucked me over multiple times, baby.”

“Punish me.”

My heart jolted at her submission. “You like being a bad girl?”

“Only for you, I can be a naughty little bitch.”

Positioning her to the end of the bed, “My bitch, you're mine. Show me how dirty you can get.”

Smirking, she lifted on her knees, roping her hand around my dick. My head fell back at the warmth of her full lips when she wrapped them around it. Holding the back of her head, she showed the control I struggled to let go of when she licked the tip. As the soft lighting illuminated her amber brown complexion, Nyla took me further down her throat.

“Shit, Nyla, hold up.”

While grinning at me, she shook her head, then ran her long nails up my chest. She pulled back, popped my dick out, squeezed it, and kissed up my chest.

Pushing her hair back, I held her around the waist. “Scared?”

“No, are you?” she challenged me.

My feelings for her intensified. “My type of girl.”

Laying her down, I ran the head of my dick down to her entrance. She was tight, and I pulled back.

“Hold on,” I said, placing her legs on top of my shoulder, getting as deep as possible. Slowly pushing forward, her tightness had my dick in a chokehold.

“Vi-Vincenzo,” she stuttered, closing her eyes.

Staring down at our combined bodies, the sight of being inside of her drove me crazy, and I pondered why Mark would fuck up on the masterpiece in front of me.

“Yes, yes, fuck me.”

“Rob me of this sweet pussy again, Nyla, and I’ll fuck you up,” I growled.

“I promise!”

While pounding her repeatedly, I slammed my mouth on top of hers and sucked on her top lip. She pulled me flat on top of her, causing the bed to shift.

“Fuck!” We both groaned at the impact. Her shit was sloppy wet, and my head nuzzled in between her neck, hearing her heavy breathing.

“Are you ready for more?”

Her reaction was so powerful to my touch. “Yes! Oh, aghhh.”

“Stop running off, thinking I’m not for you.”

“Okay. Please, Vincenzo,” she sobbed.

Prolonging her torture, I said, “Let me know how bad you're ready to go?”

She bit her bottom lip. “Oh, God!”

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