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"Because if I’m going to fuck another man’s wife, I’m gonna want to hear her screaming my name." She sucks in a little breath as I sit forward, resting my forearms on my thighs. "Will you scream my name for me, Mrs. Armstrong?"

"Let’s find out," she says with a sassy smile.

With that, I’m up off the couch and stalking toward her.

"Take your clothes off," I tell her, towering over her. I strip my shirt off, tossing it on the couch.

She quickly does the same with her shirt, then gets on her knees, sliding her pants off and revealing she really isn’t wearing panties.

"Hands and knees," I tell her, kneeling. "Let’s get you good and stretched out."

"Yes, please."

I run a hand over her sweet ass and give it a smack. She moans. I slide my hand between her legs and cup her wet, hot, bare pussy. I circle her clit, and then slide two fingers deep.

"Jesus, you’re soaking."

She presses up against my hand. "I want you so much. I want to be fucked well, fed well, and then just sack out on this couch to fall asleep to a movie before being carried up to bed like a princess."

I love that she knows what she wants and knows she can tell me all of it. And I can take care of all of those things. "Giving you exactly what you want and need is the pleasure of my life, sweet girl," I tell her as I pump my fingers into her pussy.

She cups one breast, tugging on the nipple and moaning. "Everything is so much more sensitive. I feel like I can’t get enough."

"God, you’re gorgeous and fucking needy as hell. You’re going to be a great quick little fuck here, aren’t you?"

She gives a moan and says yes, breathlessly.

I drag her wetness over her clit, circling, hard and fast as she pants.

I run a hand up her back, then around to play with her other nipple. She immediately arches closer to my touch.

"Crew, God, that feels good," she tells me, her voice husky.

"God, I wanna keep playing with you, but we don’t have much time," I tell her as the need to sink deep suddenly grips me hard.

"I need it hard and fast," she tells me.

I shake my head with a smile. Our shy girl has definitely blossomed into a sex goddess. She’s submissive to everything we ever want to do and try, but she’s greedy and can be demanding at times, too.

"Crew," she pleads, wiggling her ass. "Please."

"So greedy," I tease. "I want to lay back and pull you down on my face. I want to slide my cock into this demanding little mouth and put it to work. I want to spank you and fuck you with a dildo to remind you who’s really in charge here."

"No!" she protests, starting to turn. "I want?—"

But I move to grip the back of her neck, keeping her on her hands and knees and quieting her.

"I know exactly what you want and you’re lucky that I’m the easy-going one who would walk over hot coals for you because I’m going to give you exactly what you’re asking for," I tell her, lowering my shorts, and lining my cock up with her pussy. "I’m so wrapped up in you, I have no hope of ever denying you a thing." Then I thrust and sink deep.

She moans and presses back against me.

I reach around and find her clit, realizing that I’m not going to be able to take long, sweet strokes. I need to give her exactly what she wants. Every time. Nathan and Michael can boss her and even chastise her and give her rules. Me? I’m putty in her hands. No matter what.

I thrust hard. "Is this what you want, greedy girl?"

"Yes, oh my God, Crew."

I keep moving, getting lost in her body as I always do.

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