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Fuck the rules.

Fuck two hundred and thirty-five years of denying myself every goddamn thing I’ve ever wanted.

My mouth finds her ear. “Now.”

Her entire body trembles.

“Cum for me, Sage.”

Another thrust.

“Cum on my cock like the good girl you are.”

I bite her shoulder.

“Now.”

She shatters.

Her pussy clamps around me so hard that a groan rips from my chest. Her body convulses against mine, every pulse dragging me closer as I fuck her through it.

She keeps cumming.

Wave after wave.

Her head falls back against my shoulder, a broken cry tearing from her as she soaks us both.

“Fuck.”

My rhythm starts falling apart.

“Fuck, Sage. You feel…”

I can’t even finish.

I pull out.

Turn her around.

Lift her back onto the counter.

Her eyes find mine as I fist myself.

Once.

Twice.

That’s all it takes.

I cum across her breasts and stomach, hot streaks spilling over her skin and down her open thighs while I keep stroking myself through every pulse.

When there’s nothing left, my hand falls away.

For several seconds, neither of us moves.

Then whatever was holding me upright disappears.

I collapse against her.