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“Not yet, baby. I’m not done with you just yet.”

A garbled response escapes from her.

Only when I’ve licked her clean do I suck her clit into my mouth. Her body quivers beneath mine.

I pull away just enough to growl, “Don’t you dare come.” Then I give her clit a sharp slap.

I stare at her spread pussy, loving that I’m the only one who gets to see her like this.

It’s only when her jagged breathing returns to normal and she stops squirming that I ask, “Have you calmed down enough for me to continue fucking you?”

“Yes.”

“Such a good girl.” I spear the velvety softness of my tongue deep inside her again. “This sweet little pussy deserves so much love and I’m going to give it all to you.”

I lift my head to meet her dazed eyes. She looks as if she’s in the midst of a fever dream. Unable to hold off another moment, I straighten, needing to give both of us what we’re so desperate for. With my hand wrapped around my thick length, I smack the engorged tip against her clit.

Once.

Twice.

Three times until her spine arches off the bed.

“Please, Ford,” she sobs. “Now.”

I’m so damn close to splintering apart, but I refuse to allow it to happen. This isn’t going to be like all the other times when I’ve blown my load way too soon. I’m going to take this nice and slow so I can torture the hell out of her.

Out of myself as well.

I tip fuck her for a few more minutes, giving her no more than an inch or so. When I finally slide all the way inside, her greedy muscles contract around me. I can’t help but pause and stare down at her. The sexy sight of her pinned to the mattress by my cock makes me want to slam into her tight heat and fuck her into oblivion.

I grit my teeth. It requires every ounce of self-restraint not to let my baser instincts take over. I’m almost out of my mind with the need to fuck.

As I force myself to pull out before sliding deep inside again, her pussy spasms. There’s nothing more I can do other than follow her over the edge. Instead of covering her mouth to muffle her screams, the sweet sounds of her release fill the room.

And probably the apartment.

Maybe even the building.

But I don’t give a damn.

It’s.

The.

Best.

Fucking.

Sound.

In.

The.

World.

She sobs out my name, chanting it over and over like a mantra. And that’s exactly what I want to be to her.

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