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Letting out a shivering growling noise, I lean down and grab onto her thigh, pushing her dress aside and sliding further and further up her leg. Her pussy is fucking fire, her wetness and her need making her groin hot.
“Then cave,” I whisper in her ear, kissing her softly. “Your body knows what to do, Rayla. Cave in to your desires.”
She gasps as I reach her sex, pressing down with the heel of my palm, driving against her clit, and pressing against her lips through her panties. I grind my hand into her, staring at her, captivated by the way she moans and pulses against me. It’s like there are lightning bolts moving through her, rain hammering inside of her, and she can’t help but relent under the pressure.
“That’s it,” I snarl, softly nudging her back onto the bed.
She falls back with a giggle, but then the laughter becomes a moan as I rub her with even more primal possessive power. She moans and starts to buck against me.
“Fuck, you’re already soaked,” I growl, grabbing her panties and yanking them off.
I squeeze them, feeling their wetness, and then let them drop.
“You need to come quick,” I tell her, as I return my hand to her sex. “I want that tight hole ready for me when I claim you. I want you absolutely drenched with your squirting cream.”
“Okay, okay,” she gasps. “I’ll do my—”
Her words cut short when I slip my middle finger inside of her, pushing right up the knuckle, driving deeper and deeper each second until I’m pinned inside of her. Her wetness does savage things to my resolve, causing my need for her to expand to a size I never could’ve dreamed of.
She’s so ready, even if her mind is playing tricks on her.
But she won’t have a chance to be nervous when I’m driving up inside of her, stretching her young hole until she has no choice but to squirt thick hot come down my shaft.
“Are you going to come for me, Rayla?” I growl, staring down at her as she writhes on the bed.
With my free hand, I grab her dress and yank down the front. I grip her bra and tear it down, wedging it beneath her tits, staring in obsession and wonder at the way her breasts press together.
Her nipples are hard already, perky with lust.
Fingering her faster, I massage her tits, pinching her nipples softly and rubbing them between my forefinger and thumb. Her gasps change quality, get higher in pitch, as though she’s closer to the edge as I rub her.
“You like that, you horny girl?” I snarl.
“Yes, yes,” she moans, hardly able to force the words out.
I pump my finger even faster inside of her, reaching down and rubbing her nipples with even more speed, with even more savage intent.
When she begins to vibrate, my cock almost explodes.
Her moans fill the air and she bucks against me. I couldn’t look away if the rain became bullets outside and the whole cabin started to burn.
Nothing could make me turn away from the perfect way she bounces and pulsates against my hand.
“Fuck, fuck,” I growl, as her pussy flutters around my finger, sending waves of wetness surging all over my hand.
“You’re soaked.”
“I’m—oh—fuck.”
“That’s it. Come for me, angel. Get your pussy nice and wet.”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
She throws her head back and lets out a scream, bouncing up and down like she can barely stand the force of the orgasm.
She blinks as the orgasm fades, as though she’s slowly emerging from a dream she wants to stay trapped in. “Jesus, Roman, I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
“I’m starting to notice a theme,” I snarl, reaching down for my belt buckle.
I tear it loose and pull my trousers down, kicking them off at the same time as I tear my shirt away.
Buttons pop in quick succession as I rip it off, revealing my hard muscled body, every inch of me blazing with the desire to drive inside of her.
As I pull down my underwear, I stare down at her glistening hole, pink and soaking wet.
My cock springs up, feeling heavy with how much need is bubbling up inside of me. Precome glistening at my swollen head.
Rayla stares down between her raised thighs, shaking her head slowly. “You’re so freaking big. Are you sure you’re going to fit?”
I snarl and collapse atop her, holding myself up with my hands pressed on either side of her head. She gasps and reaches up, gripping onto my biceps, squeezing down on my muscles until it’s like her fingernails are going to snap against me.
“I have to fit,” I growl, kissing her cheek tenderly. “Our bodies know what they need to do. They know how hungry we are for each other. I can smell how badly your pussy wants this, how badly your womb needs this.”
