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I’m soaked and panting. “This is yours.”

“What is?” He rises to his knees and kisses me between my shoulder blades.

“My ass.”

“My ass, Sadie. It’s mine.” He kisses and bites my other cheek. The bites are never hard, more territorial. “Get on all fours.”

I do, as he says, my blood racing toward the part of me that wants to feel him the most.

I hear him remove his clothes, then he’s on his knees behind me, his legs outside of mine. He bends over me, his chest warming my back, and kisses the side of my neck. “Turn your head.”

I do and he claims my lips, his tongue teasing as his hard erection pushes between my cheeks.

He slides away and kisses my shoulder. “Good girl.”

His hands skim my sides all the way to my hips as he straightens onto his knees. “Does my girl like to be spanked?” He slaps my ass.

“Yes,” I pant.

“Does my girl want me to fuck her now?”

The anticipation is as much a turn on as his touches.

He rubs his hand along my soaked core and hisses. “Yes. My girl does. She loves it.” He spanks me again and spreads my legs.

I can’t take it. “Easton, please. I need you now.”

“Almost.” He slides two fingers into my sex.

I moan, thankful to have something inside me.

I rock into him, needing to feel him deeper.

“You want more, baby?”

“Yes?” I can barely breathe. My muscles are tight, my body pulsing and begging for all he has to give.

He fucks me harder with his fingers and adds a third. It slips right in and isn’t as filling as it was before.

“Damn, baby. You’re soaked.”

“Easton, please. I want you inside me. I need it.”

He pushes my head to the blanket, my forehead resting on the floor, my ass up in the air. He spreads my legs farther, slipping between them, and rubs the tip of his huge cock at my entrance. I moan and try to push back.

“Easy, Sadie. You’re going to feel this.”

“Good.” I can’t believe I’m acting like this, but I don’t care. I’m out of my mind with desire.

He pushes in the tip but meets a bit of resistance. “Relax, Sadie. Let me do the work.”

He rubs my ass with his big hands, then slides them to my folds and opens me. At the same time, he pushes in again. His width fills me, but I force myself not to tense.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” Slowly, he eases in more.

I go limp, feeling every inch of him stretch and fill my body to the point where there is no more room. The slight pain his size causes makes it that much better. I wouldn’t have thought so, but it does. Like the spanking, it’s a mild sting but followed by so much pleasure.

I doubt he’s in all the way, but it feels like he is, and it feels divine.

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