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He rolled her onto her back, his hands holding up most of his weight. His eyes held hers as he slowly entered her.
She moaned her at the feel of him. He stretched her, but it was so good.
Like it was always meant to be.
Her arms wrapped around him as he seated himself deep.
“You have no idea how good that feels,” he said.
“I think I have some idea.” She grinned up at him.
He grinned back. And then he started to move.
Holy. Heck.
She brought her legs up, placing them around his hips as he slid into her pussy.
Then he drew out and a whimper escaped her. Where was he going?
More. She needed more.
But all he did was roll her over and then draw her hips back. He drove into her again.
Oh hell! This angle hit her differently. She cried out in pleasure as he fucked her hard and fast.
“Loki! Loki!”
“I want you to come with me again, Tink. Reach down and play with yourself.”
She shook her head. She couldn’t do that, could she?
“Do it, Tink. Do it.”
She had no choice, she needed to come.
“Wait,” he muttered. Then he was moving them again, sliding out of her so he could position himself on his back with her straddling him.
She should have known that he’d be as energetic in bed as out of it. But she’d never been on top before.
“Just do what feels good, Tink. And fuck, anything you do feels good.”
Well, all right, then. She started moving slowly at first. Then faster. Driving them both higher and higher. He reached down and tapped at her clit and she cried out. Placing her hands on his chest, she played with his nipples as she slammed down onto him.
It. Felt. Amazing.
“Loki! Loki!” she cried.
“Come for me,” he commanded. “Right. Fucking. Now!” He roared with his release and it sent her over the edge. This climax was so hard and intense. She collapsed onto his chest.
Both of them were breathless and sweaty.
“I don’t think I can move. Please don’t make me move.” She didn’t think she could bear it if he sent her away right now.
“I won’t, Tink. I won’t.”
He held her until she heard her stomach grumble.
Oh crap.
