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“You want me like this?” she purrs, spreading those thighs to me while I lean both hands against the edge of the bed staring at her wet pink center. Her pretty cunt glistening wet already.

“See, this isn’t so hard,” I husk out, running a hand up her leg. She tries to kick me in the stomach but I grab her foot hard, applying pressure to the pleasure point under the sole. Her back arches and she moans.

“Asshole,” she whimpers while I run my stubble over the underside of her foot.

“You are going to give me what I want.”

“And if I refuse?” she says, her voice dripping with honey.

“You won’t,” I counter, locking eyes with her.

“You’re so sure of yourself but remember this is only sex. You’ll never have me.” We keep looking at each other, a battle of wills. Both pushing each other to the place where we want to meet in the middle.

“Did those others make you come?” Grabbing both her knees, I hold her open for my hungry gaze.

She shakes her head, fisting the sheets while I wet my lips.

“Tell me.” I move on top of her and lock our hands together while I push her into the bed. “Did they make you come?” I repeat.

“Yes!” she yells in my face.

I cock my head to the side watching as her pupils dilate as her fingers trace the line of my scars. “You’re a liar. Did they get your depraved ways? How you like it when someone like me takes what he wants?” I ask, kissing down her neck to her stomach.

“You’re not,” she moans, grabbing my hair, her nails dig into my scalp.

“I’m not what?” I ask hoarsely, licking the shell of her ear, and watch her tremble.

“You can try to persuade yourself you’re a bad man but you’re not, Sal. Like you said, what happens between us stays here.”

“I did, didn’t I?” I rasp out, playing with one of her nipples, and sucking it into my mouth. Her eyes close and she grips my hair hard, scratching my scalp and I love it. She’s right, what happens between us stays here but I still want to know. I pull on the metal bar and she twists in the sheets gasping for release as she tries to press her legs together.

“How many, Pax?” I ask again looking up at her, my finger remaining on her engorged bud.

She opens her eyes, blinking those dark, long lashes at me. “They meant nothing, Sal. I can’t torture you anymore.”

My chest swells with pride and some animal instinct rushes to the surface. She’s truly mine. She may not know it yet but I’m not going to let her slip through my fingers again.

“I couldn’t let them in,” she says, running both hands through those curls, while I kiss her left thigh, rubbing my stubble over her pubic bone and staring at her pussy lips.

I flash her a wicked grin and look up and down at her slit, parting her lips in the process, she tastes so sweet on my tongue. Moaning, I lap hungrily at her clit and suck it between my lips while her breath quickens.

“You are mine.” I grip her hips tightly while her head falls back, and she moans my name over and over while I lick and push my tongue into her slick passage. Her wetness trails down my jaw, her moans get louder while I focus on her clit, sucking and wiggling from left to right. Her breath stutters, and when she swears I know I’ve almost got her. Looking up, our eyes lock, my dick is already leaking, jealous my tongue is getting her off. She struggles on the bed, and I chuckle, the vibration making her whimper. Her eyes are glazed when she looks at me.

“Such a tasty cunt,” I moan, biting on her little nub. She begins to tremble, her thighs quivering when I lap at her clit with lazy strokes of my tongue. She clasps her knees together locking my head against her pussy, and I lick more eagerly, her arousal running down my throat. Arching her back, she rubs her folds against my mouth, and in a second she’s screaming my name, her orgasm rushing through her body.

“Holy shit,” she says, catching her breath.

Running my thumb across my lower lip, I smile, loving her taste on my tongue. My cock stiffens from the way she looks at me. Her eyes caress every inch of my body before stopping at my pulsing cock. I move up her body, trailing my mouth over her shoulder and she smiles.

“That was amazing.”

“Now you’re going to suck my cock,” I tell her.

Her smile comes ever so slowly. “No,” she snaps.

I grin and grab her chin hard before I slap her in the face with my dick. She gasps, and the pain rushes through my body, but it’s worth to see the surprised look on her face.

I bite back a groan as I push my fingers in her mouth. “Open the fuck up.” She parts her lips to protest, and I push myself inside, my knees on either side of her face. She has nowhere to run. Her eyes go wide as she envelops my dick, her hot, wet mouth making me shiver as I hold the bedframe for support.

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