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“Oh cutie,” he says thickly, standing up while still inside me, my thighs perched on his hips. Crossing the bathroom slowly, he presses me into the door with a hoarse sound. Presses me so tight that no human could detect where he ends and I begin—a position that makes my soul rejoice. “I never want to be away from you. Not for a second for the rest of my life.”
There is so much truth and conviction in his tone, I’m not sure why I detect a but coming. All I know is I don’t want to hear it. I want my heart to continue overflowing with the proof that he wants to be with me. So I pull his mouth down to mine and delve my tongue inside, sweeping the cavern thoroughly, all while whimpering, flexing my womanhood around his sex. How far I’ve come in only two intimate experiences—I’m already using my body to get what I want. I won’t get used to doing so, but this time, it seems vital. “Please, I want to be taken hard,” I breathe, tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth. “As hard as you can.”
His chest is rising up and shuddering down, the smell of male sweat and testosterone teasing my nose. And when he hits me with a jarring upthrust, I gasp in relief, knowing there will only be this for a while. We have oblivion ahead of us, before I dig for the source of what’s holding him back. Something is. I can sense it.
But not right now.
He’s looking me square in the eye and ramming his obscenely large appendage up between my thighs, his mouth dropping to suck and lick at my breasts with beastly noises, the sound of smacking flesh filling the bathroom.
“Come as deep as you can, Daddy,” I hiccup in his ear. “Make us a baby.”
He roars into my neck and punches his hips faster, the door rattling in its frame. “Yes,” he grunts. “I’ll give my little girl a baby. I’ll give you anything you want when I’m nuts deep in this hot young pussy. Ask me to walk barefoot to Egypt and back. I’ll do it. Just don’t ask me to pull out. Just let me fuck it until I bust.” His head falls back on a long, halting groan. “You make me bust so fucking good, baby. So slick and tight. Goddamn. No sweeter hole, is there? No, there’s only this one. Only Missy’s.”
We aren’t in control. His teeth rake all over me, marking me. I twist his hair in my fists, pulling him toward my breasts one second, fighting him off the next, if only so he’ll dominate me back. Shove me harder against the door and punish my flesh with rougher strokes, his teeth bared to my throat. We’re kind of twisted, but we’re twisted together and that, somehow, is beautiful.
Those muscles, the tiny, female ones that I never knew existed before Turk…they start to lock up and I heave a rendition of his name, my back arching off the door. And he knows what I’m trying to communicate. He must, because he angles his hips for maximum friction to my sensitive nub and grinds on it gently, then harder and harder until tears fill my eyes and I erupt like a volcano, crying out, shaking violently, pleasure and sin and relief cutting through me like a velvet blade. “Turk. Turk. Turk.”
“Christ. You’re fucking sweet, Missy. Making my dick so sticky.” He looks down at our joined bodies and moans, bouncing me in quick succession on his hardness. “Going to paint the walls of this pretty little thing now. Can’t even believe I lasted this long. It’s like you were designed to make me come fast.”
“Let me do it,” I say, still wrapped securely in lust. Responsibility to make this man feel pleasure like he gives me. “Let me finish you.”
“Anything. Anything you ask me for.” Breath racing in and out, Turk slaps his palms to the door above my head, his lower body easing back slightly from trapping me—and holding on to his broad shoulders, I begin to work my hips, ticking back and squeezing forward. Circling around on his throbbing shaft. Locking my ankles behind his back and using the leverage to ride up and down, lifting up and smacking down with a wet sound, our groans echoing in the bathroom. “Ohhhhh fuck, Missy. Oh Jesus, I can’t stand how good it feels.” A tremor goes through him and he sucks in a breath. “Fuck! I’m coming.”
I’m slammed to the door so swiftly, the wind is knocked out of me and Turk lodges himself deep inside of me with a broken sound, shuddering, hips spasming, his open mouth wet on my neck. The bloom of liquid heat inside of me is so satisfying and welcome that I almost have another orgasm, just knowing we’re connecting in such an intimate way. Turk all but smothers me while the relief rips through him, seeming to go on for long minutes, his muscles rippling, jaw clenched, eyes glassy.
