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That unlocks some animalistic side of me I didn’t know I had.

I hate everyone who came before me and I’m going to make sure there’s no one after me. I want to be the best. The only.

“Can we switch positions? I want to fuck you from behind.”

There’s a gleam in Maven’s eye as she slows down. As her movements turn lazy, unhurried and indulgent. She runs her hands up her body. Her palms cup her tits, and I’m close to asking if I could watch her do that for an hour or two.

“I’d like that,” she says.

I pull out of her and groan at the loss of contact. She stretches out across the sheets, positioning herself on her hands and knees and lifting her ass in the air like a fucking offering. Like I could take that too, if I wanted.

“Here?” I ask, and my fingers dance down her spine. I brush across her ass cheeks, and she moans. “Has anyone ever taken you here, Maven?”

“No. But you can.”

Fuck.

A hundred new images pop up in my brain, and I grip my dick. The jerky strokes I give myself do nothing to ease the ache, and I’m so hard I think I could get off just by staring at the curve of her backside.

“Next time,” I rasp. I massage the valley between her shoulder blades then ease her down until her chest is flush against the mattress. “Next time, I get to see what all your holes feel like.”

It’s easier to slide inside her this time. The angle lets me get deeper, and her body has already warmed up to me. Her ass bounces when I thrust into her, unrelenting, and her soft groans only encourage me to move faster and harder.

It’s heaven. Fucking heaven.

When I drive into her and hit the spot she likes best, she says my name like a prayer. Like she’d scream it, if I asked her to.

“Perfect,” she muses. “Such a good boy for me.”

Christ. That’s the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.

“I want you to come.” I reach between her legs and tap her swollen pussy, chuckling when she squirms against my fingers and grinds against my cock. “How do I get you there?”

“Harder. A little harder,” she whispers, and it sounds like she’s barely hanging on to her sanity too. “You’re not going to break me, Dallas. Fuck me like you mean it. Please.”

“Fucking filthy and desperate for my cock.” I slam into her with full force and she cries out. “Like this?” I thrust again, and when she clenches around me, I circle her clit in the pattern she likes. “There you go. Let me feel you, Maven.”

She moans my name and comes apart piece by piece. With every jerk of my hips, she falls a little more until she tumbles over the edge completely. I feel the moment she stops fighting it, when she welcomes it, and I know I’m close too.

“Come in me, Dallas,” she says, and her eyes meet mine over her shoulder. Satisfied. Beautiful.Mine. “Make me yours.”

With her last bit of energy, she meets me thrust for thrust, and seconds later, I detonate.

My limbs give out and I spill inside her. I’m hot all over, and it feels like I’m burning alive. I grip the base of my cock, panting as she takes every drop from me. I collapse onto her and an exhale shakes my body.

“You ruined me, woman,” I say.

Maven wiggles out from under me and rolls onto her back. She stares up at me, and that burning sensation moves to my chest. “Should I apologize?”

“Don’t you dare.”

“Was it worth the long hiatus?”

“And then some.” I lie next to her and drape my arm over her stomach. “Thank you.”

She wrinkles her nose and touches my necklace, playing with the gold chain. “For what?”

“Being gentle with me.”

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