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Perfect.

God, she was so fucking perfect.

My hands went to her ass, holding, then pulling her with me as I went flat on my back.

“Sit,” I demanded, voice rough, as she straddled my face. “I said sit,” I grumbled, yanking her down when she hesitated.

Her sweet taste met my tastebuds as I worked her with my tongue, with my lips, feeling her writhe around me, her thick thighs like a vice grip around my head.

If this was how I went, her taste in my mouth, her whimpers in my ears, suffocated by her thighs, yeah, I’d die a happy fucking man.

Her hips writhed as I devoured her, riding my face as she got closer and closer, her moans getting louder, echoing out across the empty space.

“Cato,” she whimpered, her hand closing over mine on her thigh. “Don’t stop,” she begged.

I wasn’t going to stop.

Not until she was crying out her orgasm, her thighs shaking, her weight pressing more firmly down on me as she lost control.

She scooted backward as soon as she was in her own mind again to do so, her head resting on my chest as she breathed hard.

I rolled to my side, taking her to hers. I pulled her chin up, and sealed my lips to hers once again.

Soft, exploring, waiting for her to come back down, so I could begin to drive her back up.

My hands explored then too, moving down the slope of her spine, over her ass, her thighs, pulling one over my hip, opening her up to me, then letting my hand slide between, avoiding her clit, but teasing over her sensitive skin, then slipping inside of her.

The ragged little moan that escaped her told me that she didn’t need more time to recover as my fingers started to fuck her.

“I need your cock,” she murmured, making it twitch in my pants as she rolled me onto my back, straddling me. She pulled out my cock as I found the condom, then slid it on, watching her as she lifted up, got into position, then started to lower down.

Her mouth parted in a silent moan as the head slipped inside her, and there was no stopping my groan as her walls tightened around me, welcomed me in, until I was settled deep.

“Baby,” I said, not recognizing my own voice it was so small, as my hands dug into her hips. “You have to move,” I told her, the need so acute it was painful.

Luckily, she didn’t need more encouragement than that.

But this time, it was Rynn who was taking it slow, riding me almost lazily, her head falling back, her hair streaming over her chest, half hiding her breasts as she went.

It wasn’t long, though, before her need was growing too, making her ride me harder and faster, her tits bouncing, her moans filling my ears.

My hand slid in from her thigh, my finger working her clit as she kept riding, getting louder and louder as her walls tightened, as she got close.

Her pussy was a fucking vice grip as she came, squeezing my cock over and over as she cried out my name.

On a strangely primal growl, I grabbed her, holding her to me as I rolled her under my weight, overcome with a wild sort of need that didn’t allow me to ease her down from one orgasm before I tried to send her surging toward another.

I fucked her hard and rough as her fingers clawed at my back, as her hips started to rise up to the thrusts, needing more, loving the borderline violence of my thrusts then.

“Fuck, Cato,” she cried, back arching, legs tightening. “I’m coming,” she hissed, then she was, pussy damn near taking me with her this time. But I wasn’t done. Not yet.

“More,” I said as she came back down, as I untangled myself from her arms and legs, going to sit back on my heels, and pulling her upward, her legs on my shoulders.

She didn’t tell me she couldn’t.

But fuck if her eyes weren’t dazed from all the coming already.

“Yes,” she said, voice so soft I hardly heard it.

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