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A low, deep whimper escaped her as I settled deep, then slid back out again.

“Oh, my God,” she cried, her pussy a fucking vice grip around me.

That reaction had me refusing to give into the desire to fuck her harder, faster, to find my own release.

I kept the painfully slow pace, hearing her moans get deeper and louder, feeling her nails biting into my thighs, watching her back arch and her thighs shake.

“I… I…” she moaned, the sound choked and desperate.

“Come,” I demanded as my cock settled deep. I jerked up a bit as my thumb moved across her clit.

She came hard then, crying out so loud that there was no way my brothers, were they still awake, wouldn’t know that things had gotten physical between us.

Her whole body shook as she came, and little whimpers escaped her afterward.

“One more,” I demanded, finger moving away from her clit.

“I can’t,” she said, eyes hazy.

“One more,” I repeated.

But this time, I slid out of her, so I could reach down, turning her onto her belly, then grabbing her hips, and dragging her ass up and back toward me.

A growl escaped me as I looked at her.

“This is a fucking great view,” I said, my hand massaging her ass as I rocked my cock against her cleft.

LittleMmmsounds started to escape her at the sensation, and she kept her ass pitched up to me as my hand pulled back, then landed a small slap to her ass cheek.

Her breath sucked in.

Her body tightened.

And I was worried I’d taken it too far.

But then she wiggled her ass at me, a silent plea for more.

With a smirk tugging at my lips, I landed another slap. A little harder.

This time, she hissed, then sighed.

If that wasn’t begging for more, I didn’t know what was.

I slapped harder, then worked on her other cheek.

Until she was rocking her ass back into me.

Only then did I slam my cock back into her, listening to her long, loud moan at the change of position, the way my cock was gliding against her G-spot.

She was impatient, not even waiting for me to move, but rolling her hips in circles, and whimpering.

It wasn’t long until I couldn’t take it, though.

I grabbed her hips, using them to slam her back into me as I fucked her. Hard and fast, loving the sounds of her moans as they grew louder and louder.

Her head turned, though, pressing her face into the bedding, muffling her sounds.

“No,” I urged, my hand sinking into the hair at the nape of her neck, wrapping it around my palm, and yanking back. “I want to hear you cry my name when you come around my cock,” I told her, and I swear her pussy tightened around me at those words.

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