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Everything was centered inside the needy little bundle of nerves between my thighs.

My cries grew pitifully desperate and just as I feared I was about to lose it, he finally said the words I was waiting to hear.

“Come for me, Ava,” he demanded.

That was all I needed before I fell apart.

His touch got harder, more persistent, and white-hot bliss rained down around me. I arched my back, grinding into his fingers as best as I could. My hips rolled again and again as tremendous waves of pleasure surged through me, beginning at the tips of my toes and cascading to the ends of my fingers.

This was without a doubt the hardest orgasm I’d ever had in my life. As I came, I imagined what would come next. I fantasized about his massive cock sliding into me hard enough to make me scream.

I moaned low as quakes of pleasure held me captive. My eyes rolled back in my head as my orgasm deepened. I fell into a limitless chasm of ecstasy as my inner walls clenched down, over and over again. By the time that first orgasm finally crested and began to fade, my skin was coated in a light sheen of perspiration as I struggled to get myself back under control. My heart was beating frantically in my chest, and I was panting as I attempted to catch my breath.

“Good girl,” he whispered, and my clit pulsed again.

He moved back, gripping my panties and slowly dragging them down my hips. His gaze was locked at the cusp of my thighs as he revealed me, which made me whimper shyly. His knees were between my legs so there was no hope of pressing them together to hide my most private of places.

I’d always shaved down there, but I was suddenly bashful of how I looked.

By the time he’d pulled my panties down to my thighs, my clit was throbbing in anticipation of him seeing all of me. I expected him to move away so he could pull them the rest of the way down, but he didn’t. Instead, he grasped my underwear with both hands and tore them clean off. He threw them so that they landed somewhere on the floor.

I didn’t take my eyes off him to see where they went.

“Open your thighs for me. I want to see the needy little pussy that I’m about to fuck,” he demanded gruffly. I blushed heavily at the wickedness in his words, but I still did exactly as he asked.

With every inch I spread my legs, my core throbbed, and I felt like I would be able to come all over again.

I’d never come twice before. I had a feeling that wouldn’t be a problem with a man like Cyrus.

His eyes felt like a firebrand against my needy flesh. I licked my lips, shy and embarrassed and more aroused than I cared to admit, but he probably knew all that.

“You’re soaking wet for me, Ava. I can see it glistening all the way down your thighs,” he observed, and my knees instinctually jerked closed an inch. His hands wrapped around my thighs as his thumbs glided through the arousal he’d just pointed out. I blushed hard, but I didn’t pull away.

He leaned forward, keeping eye contact with me as his cock brushed against my inner thigh. Without missing a beat, he pinched my nipples hard. When he released them, an additional stinging ache blossomed across my breasts as he reached over and opened a drawer of his nightstand. I saw a condom wrapper in his hand. He ripped it open with his teeth.

I glanced down at his cock. It seemed bigger than it had been before, and I trembled a bit as he rolled the condom down his length.

“Cyrus. I want you,” I whined.

“Would it make you blush to know I’ve been thinking about this moment ever since you walked in my door?” he asked and I moaned as the textured surface of his condom slid against my pussy, teasing my clit and making me quiver in anticipation.

“Yes,” I breathed, and the head of his cock teased my entrance. My heart practically palpitated out of my chest, and I whined softly when he didn’t push it in right away. I tried to rock my hips so that I could force him inside me, but he smirked and pulled back as if he knew exactly what I was doing.

“I want you to remember something, little girl. When you’re in my bed, you’re not the one in charge. I am. I decide when and how many times you will come for me. I decide when you need to scream for me, and I will be the one that decides when and how hard I fuck you. Do you understand me?” he chided, and my pussy clenched down hard.

“I understand,” I breathed. My voice trembled with feeling.

My body was tingling with need at this point. I pulled my legs in a little bit, curling them around his waist. He pushed his hips forward and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning out loud.

Oh. Fuck.

Even if he did this gently, it was still going to hurt. The tip of his cock only just nudged at my entrance, and it was already stretching me wide open. His fingertips brushed along my shoulder and cupped the back of my head.

His lips found mine the moment he started pushing the rest of his massive cock inside me. I gasped, but he swallowed the sound. His teeth nipped at my lip, and I whimpered.

His cock felt like an iron spear. My pussy burned red hot as he stretched me open. My entire body tensed, but his thick length kept pushing into me anyway. The condom had some sort of textured surface, and it was like nothing I’d ever felt before. My wetness eased his passage, but that didn’t stop the stinging ache from his entry as it burned through me.

It hurt, but that just made me all the hotter. It felt like he was conquering me with his cock, and I couldn’t get enough even though it hurt. I wanted to take him deeper and with every inch he slid inside me, I moaned out loud.

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