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Fuck.

The sound of her heaving, tremulous breaths while she strokes my dick up and down her wet pussy kicks my pounding heart into overdrive.

Fuck.

She’s so fucking wet. So fucking hot. I want to ravage her, to devour every inch of her skin.

“It’s been so fucking long and…” She exhales, trembling as my fingertips coil in her hair and my hips grind into her. “I need you inside me.”

Not as badly as I’m aching and throbbing to get inside her, to feel her tight cunt stretch for me as she moans my name. That first moment where it’s pure agony to possess her, but it’s the single most remarkable instant of my existence. Heaven and hell entwined together.

Dark eyes bore into mine as I nip at the tip of her nose. Tangled curls knot around my fingers when I brush her hair back, pouty lips parting with a raspy groan as I pull back to look my fill of her.

My swan.

“Please, Freddie!” she snaps. Her thighs press together as she squirms under my stare, clearly overwhelmed by her need, the desperation flushing her skin.

It’s impossible to merely watch. It’s all I’ve done for so long. Georgina is all the things I tried to protect myself from. She’s my downfall, and I’ve never so willingly given over to my demise as I do right now.

“Open up, Swan,” I groan, parting her thighs with both hands, relishing the velvet softness of her skin.

“Don’t torture me. Not like this…please…please…”

“I don’t want to hurt yo—”

“You won’t!”

“I will.”

Opening her legs wider, Georgina guides my hand to the apex of her thighs. A long gasp escapes her when I flatten it to her searing cunt.

“See? I’m so fucking wet already,” she blows out, her gruff breath morphing into a stuttering whimper as I tease the tip of my finger between her folds. “I’m so ready for you…and I want you. I want you now, my love.”

“Look at me,” I tell her, pulling the shirt over her head swiftly.

The sight of all her creamy skin gives me pause. I want to fuck her. To own her body so completely that she’ll mourn every second of my absence when we’re done just as she asked me to. Yet, there’s a longing to worship every inch of her. To bite, lick, kiss, and mark.

Her heels find purchase on my arse before her thighs fall limply to the sides as she lowers back onto her elbows.

“I’m going to fuck you, Swan. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you cry. Because I love your fucking tears,” I growl, tunnelling my fingers into her hair while cupping her pussy harder. “But first I want your moans. I want to hear you beg for more, and when you do, I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”

“I don’t want to feel good,” she retorts, hand cupping mine over her cunt and fingers curling mine, pressing me inside her as her head falls back. “Fuck me. Tear me apart. I don’t want to feel good…I want to feel you.”

The demand rakes through me, leaving a trail of inescapable heat. Her want twists around my lust, culminating in a need so volatile and strong that it pulls and frays every single strand of my control.

“You know what you’re asking me for. What I’ll do to you…”

Georgina whimpers, growling low and gutturally when I pull out the single fingertip her pussy is clenching around and shove three fingers deep, curling them as I nip her clit with my thumbnail.

“Yes!” she cries out, hand squeezing my wrist as I stroke in and out, gaining momentum while she rocks into me. “I want—I…I want your pain,” she moans, shuddering as she falls to her back. Her eyes glaze with tears when they open on mine again, imploring and desperate while I grasp her jaw with the V of my thumb and finger to keep her stare on me. “I want you…I want you to hurt me. Hurt me, Freddie, please…”

Fuck, how can I not give her what she’s asking for when it’s so clear that it’s what she needs. And I can’t deprive her of that, not when she’s given me so damn much. I don’t care whether it’s right or wrong. All I know is that it’s always like this. She asks for my pain, and it bleeds for her. I bleed for her. I would die a thousand deaths for her. Crush this world. Raze the entire fucking universe…just for her and those beautiful tears of hers.

Licking her lip, she pulls it between her teeth with a wanton growl that has me pulling my fingers out and pulling her closer to me so that her pussy is flush to my pulsing cock as her arse rests on my thighs.

“Oh God,” she whines as I grind into her.

She’s so hot and wet that it’s impossible to bear the ache and need to push inside her and take what’s mine, so much so that I pull back, releasing her hips and lifting her legs flush to my chest. Georgina’s already whimpering when I rake my nails down the back of her thighs, and when I reach her plump arse and slap the toned flesh, she shudders, back curving off the mattress and knuckles blanching as she fists the duvet.

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