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Truth was, he was so big, itdidhurt—but I didn’t care. I didn’t want him to stop. I wasdeterminedto make him fit.

“No. Keep going,” I said, bobbing my head.

Rust eased out and gently sank his weight into me again, carefully widening me one slow and steady inch at a time. Three inches, four inches, five; he was halfway in.

“Fuck, honey. You’re so tight,” he hissed.

“More, please,” I begged.

I began to blossom open for him, taking more and more with every thrust. Rust went deeper—six inches, seven inches, eight. His massive cock massaged my insides, soothing the stinging sensation in my pussy.

“Oh. My. God,” I moaned, as pain purified into pleasure.

“Does it hurt?” he whispered.

“No,” I gasped. “You feel amazing. Keep going. Harder.”

He ground his hips, churning against my walls like a pestle in a mortar. He’d stretched me wide open, and I wantedmore. I wanted his every last inch.

“More!” I cried. “Deeper!”

Rust rocked from side to side, working himself deeper, until he buried himself to the hilt inside me at last. He reached so deep inside me, his cock touched pleasurable nether regions I had no idea evenexisted.

“Good girl,” he praised me, and rewarded me with a kiss. Our lips melted together in a juicy inferno.

With Rust all the way inside me, I was awash in the most incredible sensation of utter completeness. His thickness stuffed me so full, I felt like I wasfinallywhole. My insides gripped him tight like I never wanted him to leave me.

Butdamndid it feel good when he did.

“Oooaaah,” I groaned as he withdrew.

Empty, my insides smoldered with need. Rust had hollowed me out, leaving a hole inside me onlyhecould fill. And I badly needed to feel him in me again. I wrapped my legs around his back and squeezed, pulling him right back into me until his huge cock nudged my cervix. I was whole once more, and embers of euphoria glowed in my tightening core.

He tossed his head back and growled. “You feelsogood, Isabelle.”

“I’m all yours,” I said sweetly. “Fuck me, Rust.”

The corner of his mouth curled in a cute grin. “Yeah? Think you can you take it?”

“I can take itall.”

“You’re such a good girl,” he whispered.

He hooked his hands under my knees, spreading my legs over my head. Gathering steam, Rust pulled out and glided back into me. Warm tingles began to stretch from my pussy up to my stomach, making my tummy tense.

“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered, my eyes rolling back into my head. “Harder!”

Rust picked up his pace, thrusting in and out of me with more force. He found a mind-numbing rhythm, stoking a fire deep inside me.

“You’re so tight,” he groaned, pleasure turning his eyes into slits. “I can’t get enough of this pussy.”

“It’s your pussy, Rust. Make it yours.”

Oh boy, did I ever manage to say the right thing! Rust let out a manly roar and held absolutelynothingback as he hammered into me deeper, harder. His taut and muscular waist clapped against my pelvis with every stroke.

My legs, high over my head, trembled with waves of pleasure. “Yes! Keep going!” I moaned.

The big one was close, and the athlete wasn’t about to let up; a misting of sweat glistened on his muscular torso as he pounded me like a machine. He fucked me so hard and good, my mind turned to mush, and all I could feel was the sweet promise of my orgasm, slowly creeping up on me, making every muscle lock tight.

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