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“Oh, I will.” He let out a trickle of lube, painting her tiny hole until it was slick. Then he took his time with his fingers, flexing them and traveling deeper with every pass.
If he’d sensed trepidation or discomfort, he would’ve called a halt to their play. But she wouldn’t stay still, writhing and whimpering, and from the wetness of her pussy, she wouldn’t need lube down there anytime soon. One stroke would probably send her soaring.
“You like this,” he breathed.
“Yes. Yes. More.”
The only more was him. All of him.
“This is going to hurt.”
“Mmm. And then you’ll make it feel better. So let’s get to that part.”
Smothering a smile, he c
oated his impossibly thick erection in lube and offered up a quick prayer to help with his endurance. After the first clamp of her ass around the head of his dick, he’d be damn close to climax. But for her, he’d make it last.
Tossing the lube aside, he sucked in a breath and pressed the tip of his cock against her rosette. A light nudge. She made a purring noise in her throat, the one that made his balls throb, and he pushed past the taut ring of muscle, needing to feel more.
This wasn’t about claiming some part of her she hadn’t given someone else. This was total ownership. But he didn’t own her. She owned him.
His body. His mind. His heart.
“Okay?” he asked.
“Yes. Please.”
His breath shuddered out as he drew back and forged deeper. He stroked her reddened cheeks, soothing without words, and she jutted her ass at him, begging for more. Her pale hands gripped the sheets, her spine rippling like water with every forward drive. Then she cried out and stiffened, and he stilled, knowing he’d taken her a bit too far.
“Almost there, baby,” he murmured, easing out. “Play with your pussy for me. Think about my tongue on your clit, teasing it until it’s pulsing. Then imagine me sliding lower and slipping it inside so you can drip on my lips.”
The noise she made caused him to grip the base of his hard-on and take a few more steadying breaths. It didn’t help when she moved to obey him. If he angled his head just right, he could see her fingers plying that slick flesh. Parting it, darting inside. Smoothing over the fat pearl of her clit in uneven strokes.
She bowed her head and let out a tortured moan. “Please.”
Taking her signal, he surged forward again. This time he didn’t stop at the first hint of resistance. He pushed past it, filling her up until he couldn’t go any farther. “Okay?” he gritted out.
“Yes. Keep going.”
Seeing her stuffed with his cock while she moaned and caressed her soaked pussy nearly shot him over the edge. He repeated the move over and over, continuing even after his vision blurred and his muscles burned. This was all he wanted to do, forever. He never wanted to stop.
She moaned, hinting at the nearness of her climax. Though he already knew. Her body strung tight in his hands, vibrating with each thrust. And her fingers were making slick, hungry noises from the friction of her damp flesh.
“More, Bry. I can come.” Wonder tinged her tone, the same wonder that had him pulling back only to sink deep, deeper.
She never seemed to stop giving. Even having every part of her open to him wasn’t enough. He needed to feel her spasms around his length while he was inside her. Hell, he was crazed to feel them. He fumbled around her hip until he covered her wet fingers with his own. Together they worked her sodden slit, rubbing, teasing, building the pressure.
Then she jolted forward on the bed, nearly dislodging his cock as she cried out and came in a pulsing rush against his palm. “Oh God, Bry.”
“I’m here. I’m with you.” The contractions echoed around his dick, seeming to go on and on. “Fuck, baby. I have to come.”
“I want it.” She moaned, still lost in her aftershocks. “Give it to me.”
An unexpected clench from her had his orgasm bulleting through him, hot and unrelenting, crushing everything in its path. He bit her shoulder to try to muffle his shout while he rode it out, but it was no use. He couldn’t stop the sounds spilling from his mouth, and he definitely couldn’t stop from thrusting into her again and again. His hips slapped against her ass as he drained himself into the condom, into her.
Sweet, perfect Jill. His.
Eventually he pulled out and cleaned both of them up. When he finally slumped to the mattress, she curled her arms around him. Her easy trust baffled and overwhelmed him and made him want to protect her at all costs. Even from himself, if necessary. “You okay?” he asked gruffly, needing to be certain what they’d done had meant to her what it had to him.
