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“Too much! Too much pleasure!” I’m so loud, I wouldn't be surprised if my neighbors heard me.

Bryce doesn’t give a fuck about my torment.

He’s relentless.

My orgasm builds and the earth moves underneath me.

“Oh, my God!”

Slap!

“Sorry. I’m sorry. Not God. You’re Bryce. Oh, Bryce.”

He massages my clit with just the right pressure.

“I’m—”

I fall off the cliff, my body succumbing to a heart-stopping climax.

My limbs can't sustain my weight and I collapse on the bed.

I’ve never been to heaven, but I’m pretty sure this is it.

There’s shuffling behind me––a belt buckle clinking.

I turn my head on the mattress as Bryce pulls out a condom packet from his wallet.

“Do you have lube?”

It’s a river down there. “I don’t think you’re going to need lube. And why do you need a condom?”

“I’m a gentleman. As such, I prefer to sheathe my cock and use lube to fuck your ass.”

No one can accuse this man of sugarcoating anything.

I shift my eyes in the direction of the nightstand where I keep my lube and a few of my favorite sex toys. “You’ll find some in there.”

He opens the drawer and pulls out a little bottle.

He positions himself behind me on the bed.

I get on my hands and knees, and look over my shoulder.

He pours an insane amount of lube into his palm.

My jaw drops.

His eyes meet mine. “You’re going to need this much lube for what I have planned for you.”

I’m speechless.

“You might want to anchor down for this ride.”

I brace myself, splaying my fingers on the mattress.

With one hand, he grabs hold of my hip.

When he nudges the tip of his cock between my cheeks, I groan.

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