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“You won’t win,” I rasp, trying desperately not to come.

Her grin is wicked. “You forget one thing.”

“What?”

She leans down. “I’m very good at making you come.”

Fuck.

How the tables have turned.

A warm flush spreads across my skin. My heart speeds up. My balls scream at me for a release. But I fight it.

I won’t lose this challenge.

But what she’s doing feels too good.

And the building tension is about to snap.

I grab her by the hips to stop her. “Don’t move,” I beg.

Christ, I’m so fucking turned on it feels like I’m going to die if I come. Like the sensation will shoot me so deep into outer space I might never find my way back to Earth.

Her dark gaze is seductive.

“What’s the matter, Ares? Are you about to lose control?”

I’m too busy waging a war with my orgasm in my head to reply.

“Just… catching… my… breath…”

Oh God, she feels good.

I rasp, “Just… I beg you… don’t… move.”

A smirk tugs at her kiss-swollen lips, and I think she’s going to do exactly what I’ve asked her not to do, just so I am at her mercy.

But she doesn’t move.

No, what she does is so much worse.

While her hips remain stationary, she tightens her pussy around my cock and starts to milk it slowly with a series of torturous tight pulses and throbbing flutters that are warm and wet and oh so good, and there is nothing on this planet strong enough to stop me from coming.

My orgasm hits me like a shotgun blast.

My reality shatters.

I lose focus.

I lose control.

“Oh fuck…” I grab the sheet beside me as my mind splinters into a thousand pieces of bright light. My back arches, my eyes roll back, and I leave my body and skyrocket into a euphoric nothingness. I open my mouth to groan, but nothing comes out.

Finally, all the clenching gets too much for Rory.

“Oh God… Ares,” she moans.

Her head drops back, and she drenches my cock as she comes.

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