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Violet’s words, her broken, angelic voice, snap my control in an instant and before I even know what I’m doing, my cock is fully sheathed in her soaking wet cunt. I groan and shudder. Her pussy feels so much better than I could have ever imagined. I take a moment to enjoy the feeling of her soaking wet walls clenched around my cock before pulling out and shoving myself back in her cunt. She screams at the intrusion, but I don’t let up.

I can’t.

She feels like home.

I fuck her ruthlessly, pounding her into the bed. My hips snap forward, crashing against hers. Every roll of my body presses my pelvic bone against her clit piercing resulting in mutual moans and cries of pleasure. Her head thrashes back and forth as she fights against her bindings.

I’m lost.

Lost to her sounds, her cunt, the wet heat of her wrapped around me, flesh to flesh. My piercings rub against her, hitting her in all the right places and it’s pure ecstasy. There is no other way to describe it.

Leaning forward, I capture Violet’s mouth with mine, showing her exactly how I feel. Reminding her what it’s like to be owned by me, my cock, my body.

Letting her know that she’s wanted and adored. That she’s perfect.

I pour everything I possibly can into the kiss, reiterating every unspoken word with a snap of my hips. Her legs wrap around my waist, letting me know that Zac has released her. Seconds later, her arms band around my neck one at a time like she can’t bear to not touch me any longer. Her hands roam all over my body, exploring, feeling,remembering.

I groan into her mouth, relishing the feeling of having her back in my arms, fully and completely.

This girl. She’s everything.

“Violet,” I choke out as I rest my forehead against hers. “Please,” I murmur, unsure what I’m even begging for. I just know that something is demanding that I make sure she’s right there with me, neediness be damned.

“Eli,” she moans, as she thrusts her hips forward, matching my pace, again and again. Our bodies crash together, colliding in a blend of passion and lust. Need and devotion.

“Say you’ll stay. Give me a chance, please.” I slow my pace, despite the fact that I’m on the edge and shaking with the need to cum. Violet’s blue eyes open and peer up at me, and right then, at that moment, she gives me everything right back.

She wants it too.

She feels it too.

She needs it too.

The words repeat through my mind. A chant of hope and desire.

“Yes,” she nods, “yes.”

And then, she detonates.

She squeezes me and grips my cock like a vice as she cums harder than should be humanly possible. It goes on and on. I try to hold back, I really do. But when she screams the words that I've dreamt about for months, I lose it.

"Fuck, Daddy. Your cock feels so good." Without thought, I'm instantly filling her perfect tight cunt with my seed.

The hot splash of my cum sets her off again within seconds. Violet soaks my cock and the bed beneath us with her orgasm and the force of it makes me shake. When she finally stops fluttering around me, I gently pull out. We both groan at the loss and then again as a gush of our combined release follows my retreating dick.

She smiles up at me, a dopey grin, as I cover her face in kisses. She sighs contentedly, sated but I know she’s not done. My girl is insatiable and if I know anything, she’s just as excited for what comes next as I am.

Leaning down, I whisper in her ear, “Are you going to fuck my ass now, Little Flower?”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

“Areyousureyouwant to do this?” I hesitantly ask, for the fifth time. Eli grins and nods wildly as he takes me in with lust-filled eyes.

“Oh, most definitely.” Despite his adamant reassurances, I hesitate. Not because I don’t want to do this, or because I don’t know how, clearly, it’s not hard to figure out. I mean, come on. It’s a skill every man can stumble his way through, no matter how terrible they are at it.

Sighing, Eli drags me toward him and deposits me in his lap which is a little awkward considering the 6-inch boner I’m currently sporting. Looking down, I consider the sparkly pink peen that I picked out at the sex shop with Zac earlier. It feels powerful, having a dick, even if it is strapped to me by some sort of wild leather contraption around my thighs.

I swear, if I had a real dick, I would do so many things with it. So,somany things.

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