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His voice stroked over her senses, drawing her farther into the maelstrom of sensation tearing through her body. She was helpless against it, helpless against him.

His fingers moved inside her, fucking her with long, smooth strokes as she tightened around him and begged for release.

“Your pussy’s so tight, Crista. ” He lodged his fingers inside her. Just his fingertips, rasping inside her, bringing to life nerve endings she couldn’t have possibly known existed.

“Stop teasing me,” she gasped, shaking in his hold, her hips lifting to his hot mouth as he licked around her clit with gentle strokes. “Please Dawg. Let me come. I need to come. ”

“Just a little longer. ” His breathing was harsh, the strokes of his fingers inside her pussy were deeper now, stronger.

Crista felt her pussy clenching, felt the wash of her juices and his tongue licking, stroking her.

“I want your pussy waxed,” he groaned. “All sweet and soft and sensitive. I want to lick your juices from every sweet inch of this hot little pussy. ”

Her fingers tightened in her hair as a shaft of white-hot heat seared her womb. Perspiration gathered on her flesh, ran in rivulets across her chest and breasts. The air became heated despite the air conditioning, and Crista could feel her own body unraveling as Dawg’s lips surrounded her clit, suckled, licked, and gave her release.

She wondered if he gave her death along with it.

She was barely aware of her own screams, hoarse and broken, as he fucked her with hard thrusts of his fingers and sucked at h

er clit with deep, hungry draws of his mouth.

She twisted beneath him, fought the explosions of rapture, and finally fell beneath the force of pleasure overtaking her. Beneath the force of Dawg’s hungry touch.

There was no chance to gather herself for the next attack against her soul. How he had managed to shed his jeans so quickly she would never be certain, but before the last tidal wave of ecstasy had dissolved, he was on his knees, fitting his cock between the swollen folds of her pussy and pushing inside her.

Crista stilled, froze. Her eyes jerked open to stare in his piercing gaze as he rested on his knees, his eyes lowered to where he was slowly, oh God so slowly, penetrating her.

Inch by torturously pleasurable inch. Burning because the fit was so tight, because the width of his cock stretched her to the point of pleasured pain as it stroked inside her.

“This is what I’ve dreamed of. ” His breath was sawing, his voice guttural. “Watching you take me, hug me. Feeling your pussy tighten around me like a fiery fist. ”

Her hips jerked upward, and between one broken breath and the next, his erection plunged forcefully inside her, and with the surge of sensation came a surge of primal ferocity she hadn’t known she possessed.

Her legs lifted, wrapping possessively around him, angling her hips up to him, taking all of him, deeper than before, harder than before.

Her nails raked over his hair-spattered chest, combing through the sweat-dampened black curls before skimming along his abdomen and back again. Just to touch him, to feel the shudders racing through his body.

Then she was moving beneath him, fighting for dominance as she watched his eyes narrow a second before he gave her what she wanted.

Surprisingly. He moved, going to his back as he lifted her above him, never dislodging from her, thrusting deeper as she settled astride him and began to move.

The feel of his cock moving inside her was exquisite. The way he stretched her, burned her. The throb of blood pounding into the shaft and rippling against her sensitive inner walls drove her crazy with need. She wanted more sensation, harder strokes, a deeper burn.

“Slow down. ” His hands gripped her hips as she began to impale herself on him.

“No. ” Crista shook her head wildly. “Not yet. Let me—”

“You’re not coming yet, Crista. ” His voice was forceful. Dominant. As dominant as the hands that restrained her hips and kept her from riding him as she needed to.

“I need to come again, Dawg. ” She would be embarrassed over the whimper in her voice later.

“Just one more time. Just now. ”

She flexed above him, straining as his cock stroked her internally.

“Soon, sweetheart. ” He grimaced. “Soon…Ah fuck!”

She lowered her upper body, her lips moving to a flat, hard nipple that she nipped at gently, then licked, tasting the salty male taste of his flesh and the heat of his lust.

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