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She lowered her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit in a circle, then dipped her fingers inside herself. Normally, I would’ve slapped that cute hand away because I wanted to be in control. Tonight would only be a one-night stand, anyway. There was no way we’d ever be more. I needed sex and wanted her. We were each other’s fantasy and trusted one another. While wrong in almost every way, it was the perfect situation in many other ways.

Taking my rigid shaft in her wet hand, she swiped her thumb over the tip, circling my piercing. “Shit, you’re even bigger than I thought you’d be.” She lifted her fingers to her lips, licking one, then offering me the other. I wrapped my mouth around her digit, swirling my tongue as I sucked her delicious pussy off her finger.

I was already about to explode since it’d been too long. Taking my cock, I lined it up with her entrance. Everything in me told me it was a mistake. To turn back. Run. And I should’ve listened. But it was too late. The tip pressed to her warm, soaked opening.

Slowly pushing myself into her, I watched her lips part as she moaned in ecstasy. Instead of closing her eyes, she peered into my gaze the entire time with lust as I sank half my length into her. Her back arched and inhaled a sharp breath. Her nails dug into my arms, and she whimpered.

Kissing her lips, I gave her a moment to get used to my size. Our tongues collided, dancing as we tasted her flavor together. I was fully captivated and intoxicated, pushing more into her. Her grip tightened on my flexed arms, and I broke the kiss.

“I’m not one to be gentle.”

“I don’t want you to be nice or gentle.” She bowed her back, rolling her eyes back as I pressed further into her. “Shit.” She slowly brought her gaze back to mine.

“What do you want, then?”

“Fuck me.”

“Hmm,” I stopped moving, resting my lips on her ear. “You can do better than that, baby girl.”

“Fuck me hard, pleaseee, Daddy. Mark me. Make me yours. Make me blee—”

Sinking the rest of my length into her, I bottomed out, my piercing colliding with her cervix. She pressed her hips up, crying out with wide eyes. “Holy shit!”

Without giving her time to adjust, I gave her exactly what she asked for and what I needed. The louder she was, the harsher I fucked her with each thrust. Each time I drew back I grazed her sensitive walls with the pierced tip of my cock.

Her fingers clamped down on my shoulders and she held on for dear life, dragging her nails down my chest. My back arched as the stinging sensation radiated through my upper body. She somehow knew exactly what I liked. The pain, the pleasure, and being in control, though that was territory I wasn’t sure I wanted to cross with her.

“Rub your clit for me.”

Gliding her hand between us, she rubbed herself. Her pussy pulsated on my cock, and I was about to let myself go. She felt so fucking good, and I could no longer hold on.

“Are you going to cum for me again?”

“Mmhmm,” she squeezed her eyes closed.

“Eyes on me, Madison.”

They sprung open. “Oh fuck. I’m going to squirt.”

“You want me to fuck you like a little slut?”

“Oh my God, I want to be your slut every fucking day, Daddy!” she screamed, drenching me again. “James! Fuck me.”

I pulled myself out, taking her by the ankles and flipping her over on her stomach. She yelped.

“On your knees.”

She got on her hands and knees, sticking her rear in the air. Grabbing a fist full of her hair, I wrapped it around my hand, pulling her head back, and stretching her neck to its limit.

SMACK!

I brought my palm across her ass, causing her to yelp before lining up with her center once again. Cock plummeting deep inside, I pumped in and out of her as forcefully as I could. A guttural moan evaded her lips over and over while I used her hair to guide her back and forth.

“Do you love my pussy, baby?” she growled at me like a sultry vixen, who’d been edged for hours before being allowed to cum.

The moment those words left her lips, I let out a loud groan, erupting deep inside her. She pushed back against me, moving her ass in a figure eight while clenching herself around my dick as she came again. We slowed our pace until we were both spent. The moment she could move, she collapsed on her stomach, and I fell next to her on my back.

Laying my arm across my forehead, I stared at the ceiling. “Yes,” I panted.

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