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He chuckles, his hand wrapping around his length. He strokes himself from base to tip.

“Open wide, Chaos.”

He grabs my hand and moves it to his dick, replacing his with mine. My fingers wrap around him, and I moan as my thumb skims over the head of his cock, slick with a coating of precum.

“You wanna taste it?”

I nod eagerly.

He moves closer.

My tongue swirls around his head, my eyes locked with his. The heat in them turns me on even more, and I take him deeper into my mouth, my tongue cushioning him.

His fingers slide into my hair, gripping it as he begins thrusting, his breathing becoming heavier. My lips tighten around him, my mouth stretched to the limit as he thrusts deeper.

My hand grips his ass for leverage as he rocks in and out of me. The taste of him is heady. His breathing grows heavier, his thrusts more erratic as he loses control.

He pulls out of my mouth, his chest heaving. I see a wince that he quickly hides, the hand that wasn’t tangled in my hair pressed against his wound.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

He grabs me and flips me over so my ass is in the air.

“Mmm. So wet,” he growls, tugging my panties down.

He’s taking control.

And I’m letting him.

My bed sinks from his weight as he climbs onto the mattress behind me.

He pushes my folds apart, exposing my clit. I whimper when his thumb rubs against it lightly at first, teasing me.

“Hitman,” I murmur, my cheek against my cool sheets.

I usually enjoy being in control in the bedroom.

Even though I don’t know him, I let him have it.

At least for tonight.

He sinks two fingers inside of me, and my eyes roll back.

Damn, this man is big. Even his fingers feel tight inside me.

“Fuck.” I buck against him, then ride his hand.

“That’s it, Chaos. Take the pleasure.” He leans over me, his low, deep voice right next to my ear. I could almost come from the sound of it.

“Jesus,” I moan when he curls his fingers, his thumb still rubbing circles over my clit.

He works me faster, making me feel like a rollercoaster climbing toward the top. I know once I hit it, the ride down the other side will leave me breathless and euphoric.

“So fucking wet for me,” he murmurs.

I work my hips faster, anticipation building too fast to wait any longer.