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She opens her mouth to protest, but her sex clamps down around my probing fingers. “Shit…” she breathes. “You said you liked it when I asked for what I want.”

“And what do you want, sweet pea?” I ask, bathing my cock in her juices, reveling in the feel of her needy, tight hole.

It’s going to feel so damn tight wrapped around me. Firm, tight, and really fucking wet.

She closes her eyes briefly as if summoning her courage. Teeth gritted, both her hands cupping my neck, she seethes, “I want you to fuck me with that great big cock.”

“You will always get what you want out of me,” I growl.

Charlotte’s eyes fly open as I roll her onto her back.

I praise her as she hooks both legs around me. “Good girl,” I murmur against her throat.

I notch the tip of my cock inside…and I wait.

“More. Please.”

I move in deeper, feeling her walls stretch and mold to me. Inch by slow inch. Her eyes go glassy, her expression one of awe. She’s going to give me a massive ego if she keeps staring at me like I hung the moon.

My cock meets resistance, and I dip down to kiss her through the final push, distracting her with my teasing tongue.

I’m seated all the way to the hilt. I’m in as far as I can go. Pretty Charlotte’s eyes are wide and leaking a little.

I kiss away the tears. “Did it hurt?”

She shakes her head no. “You’re just so big I feel you everywhere, Harley.”

I know I shouldn’t say it, but I do it anyway.

“Thank you for letting me be the first. Let me be the last, too.”

Her dazed eyes widen more. “Harley. You’re completely wonderful.”

I don’t know who moves first, but our joining is pure and intoxicating. Her tiny muscles flutter, adjusting to my size as I slowly slide in and out of her.

I already know I’ll never have enough of this. Of her. Her swollen, pink lips parted, her perfect breasts heaving, her hair splayed out on the blanket. Everything about this will be burned into my brain forever.

Her hips rock forward, urging me to move faster.

I kiss the tip of her nose.

“Faster or harder, sweet girl?”

“B-both!”

Pulling out and plunging into her tightness, I grit out, “I’ve wanted to fuck the shit out of you since day one, Charlotte.”

Her soft grip against me is no longer enough for either of us, and we both know it.

This moment demands a rutting. Plowing. My demanding real estate agent wants to be well and thoroughly drilled. With a devouring kiss, I almost lose my train of thought as she rocks hard against me, her grip on my cock scrambling my brain.

“Baby. Reach behind you and hold on to the bed frame.”

Charlotte gives me a curious look but does as she’s told.

“Good,” I say, licking the cords of her throat. “I gotta take the wheel now; you ready?”

Her blown-out pupils stare up at me. She gives me a tiny grunt of agreement, nodding.

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