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Or sliding against my tongue.

My mouth waters and without any real thought or plan, I sink onto my knees before him. Bain sucks in a breath as I stroke his length only once before bringing the tip to my mouth. He’s so tall, he has to bend his knees to accommodate my need.

If I thought I was in control, I’d be wrong. His hands grasp my head like an iron vise and guide me onto his erection. Bain utters a guttural snarl as my mouth envelops the head of his cock and his fingers tangle in my hair. My tongue laves and I suck at him hard, drawing a deep moan. I bob on his dick, drawing him in deeper until he’s knocking against the back of my throat. Hands to his ass, I pull him roughly into me and when he mutters “F-u-u-c-k” in a deep rumble of need, the ache between my legs becomes almost unbearable.

Bain’s hips start to thrust and I glance up to see his eyes glazed with pleasure. I move faster on him, needing him to come in my mouth. I want to be the one to conquer him, but suddenly, Bain pushes me off.

I think something might be wrong, but he hauls me up his body and kisses me roughly. “Christ, you’re driving me crazy.”

“Good,” I taunt. “Put me back down on my knees and let me send you over the edge.”

“Another time,” he growls, and then I find myself on the couch again. This time on my knees with my torso resting across the back.

Bain pushes my legs wide apart and I cry out from pleasure when I feel his mouth on me from behind. His breath is hot as his tongue plunges and laps, and it takes no time at all before I feel an orgasm brewing.

My head hangs low, my eyes squeeze tight and when Bain slips two fingers into me, I’m obliterated with a hoarse scream of release. My entire body seems to have blown apart and yet I still need more.

“You better be about to fuck me,” I say as I look over my shoulder. Bain drags a hand over his wet mouth, our eyes locking for a moment before his gaze drops to my ass.

His hands go to my hips as he steps close to me and I feel the head of his cock nudging at my entrance.

Yes, this is exactly what I want.

No, I need it.

I circle my hips, managing to draw him in a bit and Bain hisses through his teeth, “Fuck. You’re so wet and hot. I am so going to make you come again.”

I feel so empty and embarrassingly needy, the first orgasm having waned, but the feel of his cock just breaching me is making me delirious. I crane my neck, look at him over my shoulder. “Will you hurry up and fuck me?”

Bain takes in a breath and I can see he’s trying to steady himself. I don’t give him the opportunity. I push back, trying to force myself onto his cock. I taunt him. “Come on, Bain. What are you—”

He slams into me, and while I’m indeed wet and lax from that first orgasm, his size stretches me uncomfortably. His pelvis presses into my ass and one arm comes around my stomach. Bain grabs my face with his other hand, forcing it around so I meet his gaze. “You good?”

“God, yes,” I wheeze. “Just… move, okay?”

Leaning forward, he presses a hard kiss to my mouth and then his hips start to hammer at me. He’s so long and thick, every thrust is an erotic adventure. My body melds around him and I grip hard to the back of the couch, hanging on for what I know is going to be the ride of my life.

Bain fucks me like I’ve never been fucked before. He’s hitting something deep inside me that must have had his name on it because he drives me closer and closer to another release. It’s so close and I need it.

My hand drops between my legs, my fingers barely sliding against my clit when Bain grabs my wrist. “Oh, no you don’t. You’re going to come again only by my doing.”

God help me, but those words almost knock the orgasm loose. It’s so primal and controlling and as Bain slams into me over and over again, I know without a doubt I’m about to be destroyed.

Bain lifts my hips so I can take his cock deeper. His breathing is harsh, ragged, and under his breath, he mutters filthy curses. The pleasure he produces is so overwhelming, tears form from the beauty of it.

Ultimately, it’s his words that tip me over. “Love this pussy, Kiera. It was made for my cock.”

The growl, the need, the frenzy he’s unleashing upon my body. It all culminates until I’m once again shredded with pleasure. I cry out, my back arching downward. Bain grunts, lifts my hips even higher so he can drive at a deeper angle. Another electric pulse explodes down low in my belly and tears leak from my eyes.

“Gonna come,” he says.

No… it’s a promise.

Blindly, I reach back with my hand, for what I’m not sure. I manage to cover one of his hands on my hip and I can do nothing but squeeze his fingers. Bain slams hard into me, forcing me across the back of the couch as he roars out his release. His hips rotate and grind, his body jerking as he empties himself into me.

Into. My. Body.

Shit. We didn’t use protection.

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