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“I’m not—”

“Yes, you goddamn are!” he roars.

I whimper. The boom of his voice doesn’t intimidate me or make me afraid. It makes me wet. Shamefully and confusingly so. Micheal hears it, too. He groans, gritting his teeth. He shakes his head.

“Goddamnit, Katrina!” He hisses. “You were a kid back then!”

“Well, I’m not a kid anymore!”

The room goes pin-drop silent. His hands tighten on me. “Believe me,” he hisses through clenched teeth. The vein in his neck throbs. “I’ve fucking noticed.”

His mouth crashes onto mine hard enough to bruise. I whimper, caught off-guard by the suddenness. But those soft lips of his captivate mine. His mouth dominates mine. His tongue pushes inside, and I open my lips for him.

He’s already taken me a thousand times in my dreams. Now I want it for real.

11

Micheal

I growl into her mouth.It’s not the first time I’ve kissed her. But this time, it’s something harder. It’s something deeper this time. This time, the idea of pulling my lips away from hers makes me angry.

She moans into my mouth. Her tight body arches into me. Christ, she’s barely wearing a thing. Just this skimpy little bikini. And I can feel every inch of her against me. I can feel her nipples hard and pointing into my chest. I can feel her soft curves trembling under my grip. And I can feel her hot little mound under those bikini bottoms grinding into my leg.

I groan and push my thigh between hers. I add pressure, rubbing my thigh against her little pussy through her bathing suit. Katrina whimpers. She clings to me and kisses me deeper. Before, in the cottage before the wedding, I had to restrain myself. I had to hold myself back from ripping her clothes off and taking her.

I won’t be holding back this time. I won’t be able to. Not now, and not anymore. My mouth moves to her neck. I kiss the tender skin there hard, leaving bruises. A part of me knows I should slow down. I should be gentler. But I can’t be. What I’ve been holding back around her is too powerful to keep bottled up. It’s too pent-up to. And now it’s all rushing out as I claim her.

My hand slips up her back. I pluck open the tie holding her top on. When it loosens, I yank it away. She whimpers, and her hard nipples drag over my bare chest. My cock surges. My balls swell, eager for her.

My muscles bulge as I take her in my hands and lift her. She’s so light, and so much smaller than me. Obscenely smaller than me. But God help me, it only makes me harder. It only makes me want to take her even more.

I whirl and storm across the pool house with her in my arms. My lips never leave hers, but I know where I’m going. Through a doorway is a guest room of sorts. I stride through, pulse roaring. I throw her down across the bed and immediately climb over her.

She’s sprawled beneath me. Her tits are bare, her pale pink nipples hard and tempting. My lips find hers, and I groan when she wraps her arms and legs around me. Part of me feels like a savage claiming her this way. But it’s clear she wants this.

My mouth bites and sucks down her neck. Then over the swell of her tits. I suck a nipple between my teeth. She moans, and my hand slips down her body. Her tummy caves under my touch. She moans deeper. My fingers pluck the ties at the sides of her bikini bottoms. My mouth slides from one nipple to the other. And then, I kiss lower.

My mouth trials kisses and bites down her stomach. I peel the bikini bottoms away. I snarl when my eyes find her gorgeous little cunt.

“Mine,” I groan softly. My hand slides up her thigh. She trembles, but her moans are soft and eager. I drag a knuckle over her pouty, wet lips. She whimpers, gasping for more. I stroke her pussy and push her legs wide apart. I sink between her silky thighs and look up at her.

“Micheal…” she gasps

I say nothing. I just hold her eyes and move forward. My mouth brushes her pussy. My cock lurches, spilling precum into my swimsuit. I groan and lick her harder. My tongue drags through her silky pussy lips up to her clit. I tease her button, sucking it between my lips. I roll it beneath my tongue. Katrina cries out in pleasure.

I grip her thighs and shove them wide apart. My tongue plunges into her. Christ, I could die happy here between her legs. I feast on the sweet taste of her forever. My tongue pushes through her lips to her clit again. I suck on it and swirl my tongue around it. Her stomach clenches. Her hands slide into my hair and grip me tightly.

“Micheal!” she gasps. “Micheal! Oh God!”

I suck her clit harder. And then I can feel her start to come against my tongue. She moans and whines. She thrashes and writhes under my tongue. She screams my name and grinds her little cunt against my lips. Her sweet cum floods my tongue, and I hungrily devour her.

I kiss my way up her body. My hands slide into my swimsuit and shove it down. I kick it away as I lick one nipple and then the other. She moans when I find her mouth with mine. My lips and chin are slick and sticky from her pussy. But Katrina moans and kisses me eagerly.

“Good girl,” I hiss darkly. “You came so fucking good for me.”

I raise up and slide between her legs. Katrina’s eyes widen. She gasps and looks down as I lay my thick, bare cock against her pussy. My pulse hums in my ear. My desire in an unstoppable beast. An animal about to shatter its way out of its cage.

I stroke myself slowly against her. God, she looks so small with my big dick lying against her tight pussy. She looks so innocent. And yet so eager. My eyes slide to hers.

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