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“Little one,” I warn.

“Let me, Max. I’ll stop if I need to, I promise.” She sounds husky as she chokes the ever-loving fuck out of me, taking more of my length inside her, and I— I let her. Releasing her hips, she edges down.

“One more inch,” she says softly, shuddering. Then cries out as she takes another, and I clench my jaw as she sucks me deep. “Two.” She fills herself with my cock. “Three. Four…” She goes on breathlessly.

My breathing is fierce. Once her pussy meets my pelvis, her mewling comes from somewhere so deep I feel the sound vibrating around my cock.

Naughty little ballerina.

I stare at her through my lashes, ready to fucking devour her, and she squirms against the intentions I feel set ablaze in my eyes; I still intimidate my wife.

“You’re a naughty girl.” I hold her smooth round belly with one hand, protecting him, keeping his safety present while I lose my mind in her body. Sliding the other up, I possess her throat to hold her in place, “You wanted this,” I buck up, hitting her depths, forcing a yelp through her sweet lips. “You want my cock shoved inside you? Huh? You like me stretching you open? Tainting your purity? Show me what my little ballerina looks like when she’s impaled on my huge cock.”

“Max,” she breathes, nervousness pitching her voice.

She steadies herself on my chest and starts to ride me in the smooth, sensual way only my tiny dancer can do—with grace and elegance. Like she is performing for me.

For me.

Only me.

She flushes. “Oh,God.” She rocks over me, trembling. “You’re everywhere. I can feel you everywhere.”

My little piece of innocence, sucking my cock into her pussy, demanding my length inside her, pretending to pin me down when we both know I could stop this… I could have.

Fuck.

Soon, with her pretty body and her sensual motion, she takes me to a place of peace. I need this. Whereas I always imagined I drag her down to the darkness with me, but I’m wrong—waswrong. As she sways on top of me, her eyes glued to mine, soft and in love, her pregnant belly rolling with her sensual movements, I realise she’s guiding me out of the dark to meet her in the light.

“I love you, Max,” she whispers, and my heart contracts so hard I can barely breathe through the sensation.

I squeeze her throat to show her how I feel. She’s already nearly there, working herself faster, moaning as she drags upwards, and crying out as she rolls down again. Her pussy opens and holds me.

“Max!” Her orgasm is my name as she asks for my support in that breathy plea.

“I’ve got you, little one.” I sit up, try not to crush her stomach, and hold her as she shakes against me.

Fuck me.

Look at her…

Pretty open lips. Freckles bunched at the bridge of her nose. Golden eyes glossy with pleasure.

My Cassidy Slater.

As her pussy ripples around my shaft, wringing pleasure up from the aching balls, demanding my cum, I see darkness, then… I throw my head back and growl, climaxing in a rush, pumping my cock into her tight wet channel, filling her with me, just like she fills every inch of my sanity with her.

“I win,” she pants, cupping the back of my neck and dropping her forehead to mine.

“I’ll destroy the competition, little one.”

“You are my biggest competition. You and your guilt. I see the hate in your eyes, Max. I see the regret. I’ll win over that feeling, too. Your demons will lose, Menace. I’m a really scary person,” she says through a giggle.

Goddammit.

That sound.

I’ll be your hero, little one.

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