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“Me,” I whispered, before withdrawing my fingers, dipping my thumb into her sodden slit, and pressing one cream-slicked fingertip to her anus.

“Oh God!” She came, her pussy growing wetter as her release flowed from her. I didn’t stop fucking her with my fingers. I wanted this orgasm to render her defenseless to me, to the orgasms to follow. I wanted her incapable of even thinking about the beach, let alone anything else but me making her come over and over.

I wanted her drunk on pleasure and rapture.

“Lucas!” she cried, writhing as I moved my thumb back to her clit and sank my fingers into her pussy once again. “I can’t…too much…too…”

She thrashed against my weight, my grip on her wrist. I let her break free, the idea of her trying to stop me make her climax again a wicked craving I couldn’t fight.

She grabbed at my wrist, squeezing its girth in an attempt to still my hand at her sex.

I chuckled against her cheek and quickened my thrusts. “I told you, babe, if I want you to come, you’ll come.”

She moaned, her grip on my wrist growing lax.

“And I want you to come again,” I whispered.

“Oh God,” she moaned. “I do too. Oh God, Lucas, make me come again. Make me come a—”

I slipped my hand free of her heat, hooked my arms beneath her thighs and yanked her ass up off the bed, and plunged my tongue into her pussy.

The sweet saltiness of her release coated my tongue and lips. She cried out, her heels thumping against my back as I worshipped her clit and sex with my mouth. I opened my eyes, wanting to see her incredible breasts jiggle, wanting to see the pleasure on her face.

Her eyes were closed, scrunched tight as she gasped over and over.

My trapped cock strained harder against my fly and, incapable of enduring the exquisite agony any longer, I rested Ronnie’s legs on my shoulders and tore the zipper open, lashing my tongue over Ronnie’s clit as I did so.

Cold air enveloped my cock as it jutted free of my open jeans. Risking my sanity, I wrapped my hand around its engorged length, pumping it so hard I knew it would bruise my already swollen balls, punishing myself with pleasure even as I refused to let myself come.

Control. Over my desire, my pleasure. Over Ronnie’s.

“I need you inside me, Lucas,” she begged.

I lifted my head from between her thighs, hitched her legs higher on my shoulders, and met her stare. “Not yet.”

She choked back a whimper of protest. “When?”

“When do you think?” I wanted her to say, After you’ve made me come again, Lucas.

“After we go to the beach,” she said, a dark challenge dancing in her eyes.

Something just as dark stirred inside me. I ground my teeth. “I’m going to make you suffer for that, babe.”

Before she could respond, I took possession of her sex once more with my mouth. I flicked at her clit over and over. Every time she was close to coming, I lifted my head and blew on the tiny nub of sensitive flesh. Every time I did, she pleaded with me to make her come.

Every time she did, I told her I was in charge of her orgasms before nipping at her clit with my teeth.

I can be a macho caveman bastard when I want, and my girl was pushing me there now.

My woman.

Ronnie was my woman, and I had to protect her.

“Holy…holy fuck…” She panted, fisting her hands in the duvet beneath her. “Lucas…oh God…Lucas…it’s too…too…”

I moved. There’s a reason I’m a nightmare for my opponents on the underground MMA circuit. I’m fast. Very fast. And fucking strong.

Before Ronnie finished saying good, I levered her off the bed, my face buried between her thighs, her legs wrapped my head, my hands flattened to the small of her back, keeping her exactly where I wanted her.

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