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“We’re going to regret this tomorrow,” she moans. “You know we hate each other.”

“Yeah. I know. You hate everything about me, don’t you? I bet you hate it when I’m pleasuring you like this in your tight, wet pussy, don’t you? I bet you want me to stop.” I slide my fingers slowly out of her and sink them into my mouth.

Her eyes are wide as she watches me enjoy the taste of her.

“No, I don’t want you to stop,” she says as she grabs my hand.

I lean down to her ear. “What do you want me to do? If you want something, you have to ask for it,” I whisper.

“No, I can’t,” she says, shaking her head.

She puts her arms around my neck and tries to get me to kiss her, but I don’t allow it. Instead, I shake my head and then move my hand back down. I almost groan out loud when I feel how wet she is.

“You want me to touch you, don’t you? Right here?” I rub my palm against her, just enough to make her squirm. She pushes her hips toward me and rubs herself against my hand. “Tell me what you want.”

“Yes, please. Please, touch me.”

“Mmm, that’s better. I like it when you ask nicely.”

My fingers move inside her again, this time with increased pressure. Her body is already tightening, and her hand is gripping my side. She moans as I move in and out. She grabs my wrist as though trying to slow me down. Instead, I increase the speed.

She clenches around me, and her thighs press together. She grabs fistfuls of sheets as she moans and bucks around me.

I’m at the end of my restraint. I can’t wait any longer. Watching her come has me so damn turned on that I’m afraid I won’t be able to last long once I finally have her. I grab the condom from the bedside table and hurriedly tear it open. My cock is rigid and almost painfully hard. I can’t think past getting the condom on and sinking myself into her.

I’m going to lose my mind if I don’t have her soon.

I lean down and devour her in a kiss while my hand grazes her beautiful clit once more. She’s so ready. So wet.

Her hands grip my ass, and she tries to pull me toward her. My cock is pushing at her wet entrance, begging to be set free. With one quick movement, I can be inside her.

I look down at Jess, wanting to assure myself she still wants this. Though it will kill me to stop, I won’t do anything she doesn’t want.

My fears are for nothing. Her sweet lips are swollen from my kisses, and the glazed look in her eyes tells me she’s on the verge of coming again.

She wraps her legs around my hips as the tip of my cock begs entrance to her paradise.

Heat surges between our bodies. She breathes in, and I push into her slowly, so slowly I think I’m going to die from the anticipation. Her tight pussy clenches around me, squeezing me. She bucks her hips to try to bring me in deeper, but I continue my slow push in.

And then slowly back out.

The tip of my cock is still in her, just the tip. It’s begging for more, and so is Jess. The seconds are excruciating, and I want nothing more than to slam into her, but I make her wait.

“Don’t stop,” Jess pleads.

“Look at me,” I tell her.

She opens her eyes. “Come on, Dax. I need you inside of me.”

“Do you still hate me?”

“Yes!” she replies.

I plunge into her, all the way. She gasps. I withdraw and plunge again, this time deeper, harder. Then, again.

“Look at me, Jess. Do you still hate me? When I’m fucking you like this, do you hate me?”

“Yes, I hate you,” she moans and bucks.