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She grinds down with a moan, her hands stretching past me and resting on the headboard for leverage. I lower my hands and hold her hips, taking some of her weight to help raise and lower her, then slam my hips up every time she lowers herself. She cries out every time we join. She starts making those frustrated noises again, unable to reach her peak with penetration only.

“Hold on, baby. Rise up.”

I gently push her up and off me, and using the best hip escape training ever taught me, I slide out from beneath and move into position behind her in less than a second. She’s still in the same position: on her knees, her hands holding the headboard, her ass presented for me, but now I’m behind.

I grab her hips and slam straight back in until she cries out. “Oh Bobby, you feel so good!”

I stop moving, frozen in place at the sight before me. Her hair fell to the side with our momentum, and now I’m faced with a tattoo that goes from the top of her spine and stretches right down to her ass. I didn’t see this one before.

“Oh God.” I groan and close my eyes. I breathe deeply to stop myself from coming. “Give me a second, baby.” I open my eyes slowly and study the ink covering her. A tree stretches along her spine from top to bottom, the branches span her shoulder blades, the small pink flowers the only color in an otherwise black tattoo.

The baby-pink blossoms are placed strategically on the limbs, and dark winged birds are scattered here and there. The birds match the one on her ribs, but smaller, and the larger bird’s wings blend into the tree so that the two images join seamlessly. My dick twitches again, and feeling it, she grinds herself back against me.

I take hold of her hips and start sliding forward. “Hold onto the bed, Kit. Hold on tight, baby.”

She slams her hips backwards in search. “Harder, Bobby.”

No. That’s not what she needs. Instead, I push her head down so her arms fall from the headboard and hug my pillow. Changing the angle, I push in roughly and draw loud gasps of pleasure from her chest.

“Oh, you feel so good, baby. So fucking good.” I growl as her pussy clenches around me. “Give it to me, squeeze my dick.” I slam inside her roughly, and with one hand, grab her hair and pull her back until her spine arches impossibly deep. She whimpers at the new angle. I’m running out of time. I let go of her hair and reach around to find her clit. I start running circles around it, not directly touching the nub though, not yet.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she whimpers softly.

“Come on my dick, baby. Come now.” I pinch her clit until she cries out and clamps down around me.

She drags me down around her until my balls draw up and I slam in to the hilt. My orgasm crashes over me and robs the breath from my body until I collapse onto the bed, sweat slicked and exhausted. I’m conscious enough to hold the majority of my weight off of her, but I’m so fucking relaxed, that’s all I can do.

I straddle her for a moment and nuzzle her hair. Dragging my tongue along the back of her neck and down her spine, I watch her relaxed body curl and her skin prickle. I brush her hair aside and peek at her face, and when I find that sexy dimple popping, I collapse to the side and pull her with me.

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