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With a hard jerk, he slammed the rest of his cock inside me, and I cried out.

It had been such a long time since I’d been fucked.

His cock was so deep inside me that it felt like he was touching the bottom of my soul. I wrangled with that connection for no more than a second before he pulled out and pistoned back inside me.

I could tell that he was holding back, that he was being gentle for my sake and that just aroused me further. Maybe he didn’t want to scare me or maybe he didn’t want to hurt me, but either way I lost myself in the desire that was Kieran Murphy.

His hand squeezed my shoulder, using it as leverage to fuck me as deeply as possible and I moaned.

Pleasure drew up from the tips of my toes, spiraling up through my legs to the base of my spine and finally settling inside my core. His cock surged in and out of me and I lifted my head, catching sight of the window of the bar.

Anyone looking inside would see me getting a fucking and enjoying every last second of it.

His pelvis slapped against my ass, renewing the sting from his belt time and time again. He’d laid it beside me on the table and I couldn’t resist reaching out and wrapping my hand around it simply because I wanted to touch it.

It was softer than I’d thought it would be in stark contrast to the cruel sting it could paint across my ass. I moaned and I moved to cover my mouth, but he quickly grabbed my wrist and pinned it behind my back.

“Don’t you dare hide your sounds from me, little girl. I want to hear you scream when you come full of my cock,” he demanded.

He fucked me at a punishing pace after that. Another orgasm swelled inside me and there was nothing I could do to stop its onslaught once it began.

A part of me wanted to come again and another was afraid of it.

The only thing I knew was that it was inevitable.

I twisted my hand in his so that I could hold onto him as it swelled. My cries became more and more desperate as I teetered at the edge.

“Please, sir. I need to come,” I begged.

“Come for me, little girl. I want to feel this sweet little pussy squeeze down on my cock,” he demanded.

My body obeyed.

I came for a third time. It hit me like a tidal wave against rock. I screamed from the start, crying as I writhed beneath him. He continued to fuck me, his thrusts growing rougher. My pussy burned as my world shattered, my legs shaking with agonizing ecstasy that wouldn’t stop.

It kept going.

He kept fucking me.

Even when that third orgasm ended, he didn’t slow down. He kept going, commanding my body as if he was its master. He played me like an instrument, the song beautiful and captivating and utterly possessive.

There was nothing for me to do except give in.

My fingers squeezed around the belt and his other hand smacked my ass hard, forcing me into a fourth orgasm that hit me without any warning at all.

I broke.

My pussy spasmed around his cock, clamping down hard. My inner walls fluttered as he slammed into me, milking him as he roared with his own pleasure. The first spurt of his hot seed splashed inside me, which only made me come that much more fiercely.

“Kieran,” I screamed.

“That’s it, little girl. Come for me,” he growled.

He pumped into me roughly as he came. I writhed through soul-shattering bliss until at long last, it started to taper off. I collapsed over the table as he slowly fucked me, enjoying the very last tendrils of his own release just as I was.

A deep satisfied numbness burned through my limbs, feeling heavy enough to hold me down.

He pulled out of me slowly, almost as if he was reluctant to be free of me. I could feel his seed dripping from me, and I heard a rustle behind me. Very gently, he used a soft cloth to wipe away the evidence of our coupling from my skin.

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