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She smirks. “Don’t think I don’t have questions. I’ll be asking them for sure, but not right now. Right now, I think I might die if I don’t get your cock inside me.”

I raise one eyebrow at her, then smile. “A little desperate for me, huh?” I tease.

“Oh, shut up and fuck me, Andrew Shaw.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I press forward, passionately kissing her as I lift her up. My cock glides against her bare, soaking wet pussy. I squeeze two handfuls of her thick ass, groaning at how full and voluptuous it is.

I drop her on her ass on the bed again as I quickly grab the condom and roll it on. My hands fumbling a little as I try to get it on quickly.

This time, I get on the bed and lie on my back, beckoning her forward. She crawls towards me, lifting her leg over me to straddle me. My hands slide up her hips, guiding her toward my cock.

She looks down, her eyes going a little wide before determination sets in. “I forgot how damn big you are. I couldn’t walk straight for days after.” She laughs as she finishes.

Her laughter dies in her throat when I shove her down on my cock, her pussy clamping down on me. I groan, long and deep at the feel of being inside her sweet, tight opening again.

She leans up a bit and braces herself on my chest with her flat palms as I start to move in and out of her. She may be on top riding me, but I’m still in control, and I make sure she knows it with every thrust.

Her moans become louder and louder. It only encourages me to pound into her harder. A slow tingle starts to build in my balls. She leans back, bracing her hands on my thighs. It pulls her shoulders back, lifting her tits higher. It’s a beautiful display.

My hands crawl up her ribs as I ease the thrusts, allowing her to ride me more. And ride me she does. The pace is a punishing one as she bounces up and down, then circles her hips. Over and over until she shakes with the need to let go.

“Not yet, Charlie. Don’t come until I tell you to.”

Her eyes fly open at my order, a look of disbelief followed by a feral look in her eyes. She rides me harder, her hand sliding down to her clit as if daring me to tell her what to do.

I grab her hand to stop her before she can reach her pussy. “That’s my job, and I haven’t said you can come yet, darling.”

She only moans and rides me harder. “Please, Andrew. You feel so damn good.” Her thighs shake from the exertion of riding me so hard.

I smirk, knowing she’s so close, but I won’t let her come just yet.

I roll onto my side, guiding her with me. She seems surprised by the change in position but doesn’t protest when I hike her right leg over me. I slowly and deeply pump in and out of her.

My hand is still on her ass as she leans into me. Our fronts touch, and her hand wraps around the back of my head. All I can see, feel, smell, and taste is this woman. I’ve never felt such pure bliss. The thought alone is enough to terrify me and intrigue me at the same time.

I continue slowly moving inside her, squeezing her ass with every thrust forward. Her breaths come in short pants. I know she’s close. I can feel her pussy beginning to spasm around me. I lean down and latch onto the side of her neck, sucking hard and hoping to leave a reminder of me aside from the soreness between her legs she’ll feel tomorrow.

Her wetness drips onto my balls. She’s almost there, and I can’t hold on for much longer. Finally, I reach around to find her clit, giving it two hard swipes and a pinch.

I lean in, putting my mouth right at her ear. “Now, darling.”

It takes two more pumps for her to explode all around me. Following right behind her, I spill every drop of cum into the condom. My breaths are short and shallow, my head swimming with how damn good she feels.

I lean forward to kiss her softly as I pull out, the loss of her heat immediate and disappointing. I already want to be back inside her. I’m unable to get enough. Hell, I’m unsure it will ever be enough.

She rolls onto her back, trying to catch her breath. I look over at her and smirk at how flushed and spent she looks as sweat beads along her sternum. She smiles, her eyelids falling closed a bit. It’s late, and I’m sure it’s been a long day for her as well.

I stand and make my way to the en-suite bathroom to dispose of the condom. The bathroom is small, but cute and clean. I make quick work of cleaning up before grabbing a clean, folded washcloth on the counter. I wet it with warm water, then head back to her.

She’s in the same position I left her in, her eyes watching me the whole time. I crawl on the bed and clean her up using the washcloth before turning and tossing it back into the bathroom with a splat on the tiled floor.

Her hands run over the owl eyes on my back. She said she would have questions and now is as good a time as any to get them answered.

Chapter Ten

Charlie

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