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I’m nearly nonverbal. I kiss her mouth hard, passionately. She takes it all in and gives it back as our tongues tease and intertwine, ramping up our shared heat.

My hands gently take her hand off my cock and I pin her arms above her head.

“Be a good girl and let me touch you. Let me get you ready for me, Wren.”

Her shocked face melts into a heated gaze of lust and pleasure.

“Can I trust you to keep your hands to yourself while I touch you?”

She bites her lip and shakes her head slightly. I laugh and kiss her forehead, her nose, her cheeks. “Is it OK for me to pin you like this while I touch your body?”

A rosy color fills her cheeks, and she nods her head. “Yes, Sam. I’d love that, actually. I just hope you’re strong enough to hold me down.”

“You’re a daggum saucy thing.”

She laughs again. “You’re gonna have to get dirtier than that if you want my pussy ready for you.”

The dark, horny beast inside me, all of its dirty thoughts about this woman over the past several days has finally been let out to play. It’s go time. “Oh really?” While my one hand still pins her wrists above her head, my other hand trails softly, slowly down her neck, and over her chest, stopping to caress each of her plump little breasts. Wren moans and closes her eyes when I tease her nipples with my fingers, drawing them out into hard little pebbles.

Watching her body respond to my touch only makes me harder, more ready, almost to the point of frustration. But I’m a big guy. She needs to understand.

My hand reaches lower and sweeps over the insides of her soft thighs. My hands enjoy the feel of her strong muscles, her calves, her adorable feet.

“I feel like a spoiled pet.”

“There’s plenty more where that came from. I’m going to take you home and spoil you rotten. And when I get you pregnant, your little feet are never gonna touch the floor. That’s how good I’m gonna take care of my wife.”

My hand travels back up to her pussy, my fingers sliding between her warm, wet folds. Her small soft moans drive me crazy, but I mentally pull back on the reins. It’s not time to slide inside yet, even as desperate as I am. I stroke her slowly, covering my hand in her juices, teasing her clit, and rubbing the muscles that are about to own me completely.

“Sam,” she breathes. Her body starting to shift around, like her pussy is trying to chase my hand for a firmer touch. “I need you.”

I kiss her softly, licking her lips and tongue with mine while my knuckles explore between her folds.

I sink my finger into her, stretching her while we kiss. “You’re so wet for me, baby. This is all for me, isn’t it?”

She nods and pushes back against my hands that restrain her. “Uhn-uh,” I say, pinning her back in place. She grins wickedly and her eyes flash. She presses her hips upward, pleading with me to touch her more firmly.

“I need you so bad, Sam. I’m so ready.”

“Say please.”

“Please,” she whispers. And damn if she doesn’t squirt out in desperation.

I’ve had enough teasing. Letting go of her wrists, I give my sweetheart what she wants. I sit up on the bed and pull her to me. Wren kisses me while taking control, straddling me, and taking my cock inch by inch.

She’s wet and so warm. My whole body feels it. Wren is everywhere. Every part of her is wrapped around me, my cock seated inside her. With my face buried in her hair, she’s all I can see, feel, breathe, smell.

We move together, with Wren setting the pace because I don't want to hurt her. It’s enough for me to hold her close while we kiss and lose ourselves in each other.

Her tight heat draws me in all the way to the hilt. With one arm, she holds me close while she explores my chest with the other, playfully pinching my nipples.

“You look so beautiful, moving up and down on me.”

She smiles. “You weren’t wrong, sir. It is big. I’m so full of you. It’s so hard. It feels so fucking good. Say something. Tell me you love my cunt. Call me your little slut.”

But I don’t do any of that. “I’m not an expert in dirty talk,” I say. “But do you want me to touch your clit while you do that?”

“Fuck yes,” she whispers, and my words cause her to move up and down at a higher speed, faster and faster, until she’s bouncing.

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