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Deep.

Taking all of me.

A half pleasured, half-startled moan escaped me.

As much as I’d fantasized about having him inside of me, none of that had prepared me for the fullness of him, for the way he filled me completely.

“Oh, fuck,” Junior ground out, sucking in a deep breath, like he was struggling to hold onto control, like maybe he, too, hadn’t been prepared for the feel of this. The rightness of it.

He reached down, grabbing each of my knees, and spreading them wide, his gaze moving down over me slowly, taking me in, then settling between my thighs where we were joined.

“Feel how fucking good you’re taking me?” he groaned, his hips rocking restlessly, making my back arch as the pleasure intensified. “You’re so fucking tight,” he said as he started to fuck me.

Shallow at first, then almost all the way out and in, giving me all of him each time.

A rumbling sound moved through him as my hips rocked, intensifying it for both of us as he released my legs and leaned forward to close his hands over my breasts, toying, teasing, twisting until my walls were tightening, as I got closer and closer.

“There you go,” he said, not breaking the pace that was working for me, just driving me up and through it as the orgasm overtook me. “Yeah,” he hissed. “Squeeze my cock.”

I cried out, long and loud, thankful for the freedom not to need to be silent as the pleasure overtook me.

When I came back down, he was still rock-hard inside of me, and the look in his eyes said we were just getting started.

My sex clenched hard at that realization, making a rumble move through Junior again.

But then he was grabbing me, rolling me onto my belly, then pulling my hips up and back.

Anticipation sizzled across my nerve endings for a split second before he was thrusting deep again.

A moan escaped me as my fingers dug into the bedding as he started to fuck me.

Harder.

Faster.

Almost violent in his intensity.

But my body was aching for it as it started to climb upward again.

“You like that,” he said, fingers digging into my hips. “Feel how fucking drenched you are for me?” he asked, fucking me harder still, and I was suddenly glad the bed was bolted to the floor, because I was pretty sure he’d be making it slip across the room otherwise.

“Junior… I…” I whimpered, so close again so quickly.

“Come,” he demanded. “Let me feel it.”

Then I was coming.

So hard that I swear my vision whited out for a second.

I leaned forward, trying to muffle my cries.

“No,” Junior growled, grabbing a handful of my hair, and yanking me backward by it. “I want to hear it. There you go,” he said as I cried out, long and loud. “That’s a good girl,” he murmured as the orgasm loosened its grip on me and he released my hair.

“I can’t,” I whimpered as I found him still hard, his hips rocking slowly.

“You can,” he countered. “You will,” he added as he climbed up on the bed with me.

He slid out of me as he changed positions, going to sit against the headboard, and pulling me onto his lap.

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