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“Soon,” he growls and drops to his knees, tossing one leg over his shoulder as he opens me up and runs a wide, flat tongue up and down my clit. “Suh-weet,” he growls and goes back in, licking my clit the same way he licked the frosting from his lips.

“Tank,” I moan and let my fingers tangle in his hair, thrusting slightly against his mouth. “More. I need more.”

He stands, and my legs nearly buckle when his tongue leaves my pussy. “More what?” he growls. “Tell me.”

“More,” I whisper, unfastening his belt and then his button. “More of you.”

“You want this cock.” It’s not a question, but when I reach into his jeans, wrapping my hands around the long—holy shit, it’s really long—thick cock, he lets out a loud hiss that hits me low in my belly.

“I need it,” I tell him, running my thumb over the drop of pre-come at the tip. “Now.”

In one swift move, Tank shoves down his pants and boxer briefs, holding his thick cock in his beefy hand, stroking it roughly while his gaze never leaves me.

I risk a look down and gasp at the size of his cock. It’s long, maybe eight inches and thick. The head is pink and swollen with need. “Wow.”

His lips kick into a teasing grin. “Can’t wait to fill up that tight pussy.”

I swallow and nod. “Yes, please.”

“Such a good little girl,” he growls and lifts me by the waist. “Tell me how you want me to fuck you, Soph. Long and slow,” he asks, lowering me just enough that his thick tip slips inside, and shallow thrusts teasing me and making me want more. Over and over, those shallow thrusts send waves of juices flooding my core and his cock. “Or hard and fast?”

“Fuck. Me. Tank.” This teasing is hot as fuck, but right now, I’m so wound up, so horny for his dick that I’ll let him fuck me upside down as long as I get his cock inside me.

“Hard and fast it is,” he grunts, sliding me down in one long thrust until his big cock impales me up to my stomach. “Ah, so fucking tight.”

“So fucking big,” I grunt, breathing slowly to adjust to his size.

“You good?”

I nod. “I will be when you start fucking me.”

His lips kick up into a satisfied grin. “Good girl,” he says back, fingertips digging into my waist as he lifts me up and down on his big cock, fucking me like a rag doll, and I love every second of it.

“This pussy is perfect,” he growls. “Tight. So fucking wet I’m not sure I can hold back.”

“Tank.” He’s holding me, controlling all of it, and I have nothing to grasp onto, which only heightens my arousal. Every stroke brings me closer and closer to coming, and every dirty syllable from his mouth nudges me to the edge.

“Even your pussy lips, wet and dragging against my cock. So fucking good,” he growls, moving me faster and faster until I can’t stop the flood, between my thighs or shooting out of my pores. “Fuck, you’re about to come. That greedy cunt is gripping me tight.”

My hands grip his forearms, and my body jerks with the power of the orgasm shooting through my body. I feel like I’m floating, only his thick forearms keeping me from flying off into the stratosphere.

“Tank, oh fuck, yes!”

“Get it, Sophie. Come on my cock,” he growls and pushes his chest against mine, my back against the now half-empty supply shelf as he fucks me good and fast, so deep it triggers another orgasm that grips him tight, milking him dry. “Oh fuck, that’s it, mama. Cream all over me.”

His hips thrust a few more times, the last few strokes right before he explodes within me are so powerful my thighs shake, and my teeth sink into the corded muscles of his shoulder.

Oh. My. God. I rarely come with a cock inside of me unless it’s my vibrator, and with Tank, I manage two full orgasms and enough aftershocks to count as a third. Not to mention my titties are hard enough to cut glass. “Wow. Wow.”

Tank sighs, his tongue licking a trail of heat from my shoulder to my jaw.

“Fuck, Soph. It’s like this cunt is made just for me.” His hips move in slow strokes, drawing every last drop of pleasure from my body.

Just for me.I like the sound of that, maybe more than I should. “Your cock is magic.”

He flashes a proud grin. “You can have this magic wand anytime you want, babe.”

I smile at his sweet but rough words. “Noted.”

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