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“Do you have any condoms?” I ask. I don’t want to wait another minute to be in her pussy.

“One,” she says breathlessly.

“I have three. I get to fuck you four times before you leave.” She purrs at my response, and a little giggle rolls off her lips. “What’s so funny?”

“You’re going to come four times in one night?” she asks in disbelief. “I don’t think I’ve even orgasmed that many times in one night.”

She can’t see the grin that spreads across my face. I press it against the side of her neck and kiss her. Trista doesn’t know who she’s dealing with. I consider sex a sport. If I didn’t have to be back in Hawaii, I’d keep her locked in the hotel all weekend with me and come so many times she’d lose count. I don’t know much about her, but what I do know is that she’s the kind of woman I can get lost in.

“Is that a challenge, darling?” I ask, wrapping my arms around her. “I’ve already made you come once.”

She takes a deep breath and turns around to face me. Trista places her arms around my shoulders and leans into me. Her huge breasts press against my chest like balloons. She looks up with seduction in her eyes, and all I can think is that I’m fucked.

“Tonight is a night of firsts for me. Let’s see what you got, hotshot.”

The animal in me awakens. I’m going to ruin her for any other guy she fucks after me.

“Take my clothes off,” I tell her. Her hands immediately fly to my belt. “Good girl. I want you to undress me and then get on your knees.”

Trista licks her lips and moves quickly. I notice the goose bumps on her arms. I’m pleased she’s not repulsed by the idea of blowing me. Not every woman actually likes to do it.

Once I step out of my pants, she moves to the buttons on my shirt and has me naked in the blink of an eye. I reach for her, but she takes my wrist and has me follow her like a lost puppy. I’m about to question myself when we stop in front of the open window. She drops to her knees and places her hands on my thighs. I look out at the city. I got lost in the twinkling skyline last night.

I look down at this beautiful girl and cup her jaw. She opens her mouth and takes all of me in one gulp. Her tongue wraps around my shaft and coats my cock like it’s a heated blanket. It sends chills down my spine. My dick swells with desire. Trista suctions her lips and gives me a wicked blow job that makes me grind my molars together. She sucks my dick like it makes her happy to. If she puts this much effort into a blow job, I can’t wait to see how it’ll feel when I’m between her legs.

I reach for one of the foil packets and tear it open with my teeth. My balls are tight and aching. We can take the other fuck sessions slower, but right now, I need to be in her.

Trista pulls back, and I roll the condom on. My dick is so hard. She looks up at me with doe eyes and walks back on her hands and feet. I eye her like prey, tracking her with each step I take. She stops on the sheepskin rug and lies on her back. Trista lets out a sigh and drops her knees open, exposing herself to me.

Falling to my knees, I crawl up her body. I give one good lick to her pussy because I can’t pass it without doing so, then I rise back up on my knees. My palm runs down the inside of her thigh, enamored with her. I can’t remember a time when I’ve been so ravenous for a woman.

I palm my cock and run the tip around her pussy to lube it up. “I want to hear you,” I tell her. Trista nods. The sounds she makes dictate what I do. I need to know what she likes and doesn’t like.

Pressing the tip to her entrance, I push inside until the crown is in. Her tender pink lips are swollen and puffy. I pull them back with my thumbs and watch her pussy swallow my cock. I can’t tear my eyes away as she takes all of me. I let out a long moan and dig my fingers into her thighs. Damn, she feels good. I pull back then surge back in a couple of times to get her adjusted. Trista throws her arms above her head. She lets out a sexy sigh, and I love the sound of it. Her nipples harden while I stroke her clit. I pump my hips into hers with small quick thrusts. Trista begins panting. I want to bring her to the brink so I can tear into her like an animal and fuck her hard. The heels of her feet dig into my backside.

“Kiss me,” she whispers.

ChapterSix

Leo

Idrop on top of her to find her lips.

I devour her kiss and drive my hips into hers with a desperate need that I can’t stop. Trista hikes a leg over my hip and meets me thrust for thrust. She rubs her clit over my mound, and I grind into her when she does. She gasps when I hit that one spot and melts under me. The pleasure overtaking my body is intense. It’s electric and addicting, and for a fleeting second, that worries me.

Trista struggles in my grip. I’m holding her wrists to the floor above her head. She’s locked under me and can’t escape. She wiggles, but I continue to surge into her warm pussy.

“Leo,” she says against my lips. “I want you to fuck me harder.”

My eyes open and I find she’s already looking at me. Deep down I like when a woman likes sex a little rougher. It’s a turn-on. Though, not many do. Vanilla missionary is their favorite flavor. I don’t hate it, but it’s not my favorite.

I take Trista’s lips and pound into her, slapping my thighs against her backside. Her back bows, but I don’t relent. The sounds we’re making are unmistakable. If anyone heard us, they’d know two people were having sex like rabbits.

Desire is floating through me, and the spark of an orgasm blooms in my balls. I groan and proceed to fuck Trista a little harder.

“Oh fuck, Trist,” I gush.

I can’t finish saying her name. Pleasure slams into me like its karma for what I’m doing to her.

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