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I step out of my underwear, bending down to snatch the condom out of my pocket that I’d earmarked for this occasion.

Sliding it on my throbbing cock, I settle over Phoebe, feeling the warmth and buzz of her bare skin, and I plant a hot kiss on the back of her shoulder.

Her skin is so warm, and she smells so damn good.

Her cry of pleasure is like music as I slide into her, my eyes rolling back as I feel her warmth gripping around me.

I push forward slowly, giving her time to adjust to my size.

She arches her hips and pushes back, wanting more, but I pull back so that she doesn’t get it. A mewl of disappointment drops from her lips, drawing a devious chuckle from mine.

“You want me so fucking bad, don’t you?” I tease. “So fucking bad that you can’t stand another minute without my cocking filling you up.”

“Mhm,” she pouts, not even able to deny it.

I grab a firm grip on her hips and push her down on the bed, holding her still. “Too bad,” I rasp. “We’re going at my pace.”

And tonight, my pace is slow. Torturously slow as I ease myself into her an inch at a time, the slow friction causing tendrils of pleasure to wind through my body. My balls feel tight, and I want nothing more than to thrust into her with reckless abandon, fast and hard.

But tonight, I want to tease Phoebe a little. After all, it’s what we’ve been doing to each other our whole lives, so it only makes sense that I do it here, too.

“Faster,” she pleads.

“No.”

Her response is a mix between a laugh and a pout as I finally slide all the way into her, her soft ass cheeks feeling like heaven against my hard, muscular hips.

Then I pull out, keeping my pace slow.

I can feel her trying to rock her hips, wanting more friction, wanting to find her ecstasy, but I keep a firm grip on her hips, not letting her move.

The pressure at the base of my spine is so tight, so hot. The tension is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I have to clench my jaw tightly to keep myself from thrusting harder and rushing into the orgasm that already has every muscle in my body coiled with anticipation.

Despite the slow pace, despite the frustration, loud moans of pleasure still spill from Phoebe’s lips. Finally, I can feel her tightening around my cock.

“Oh, shit, Hunter,” she groans, “I’m almost there.”

That’s when I stop.

Still inside her, but no longer moving, I bend down and fist her hair, pulling her head back so I can capture her mouth.

She moans in a mix of pleasure and frustration through the kiss.

“Keep going,” she says, her voice a desperate whisper.

I do, but even more slowly, still pressing her firmly to the mattress. And when I feel the walls of her pussy tightening and rippling again, I stop.

She mewls in protest.

“Beg for it,” I demand.

“Please, Hunter,” she pleads.

“Please what?”

“Make me come, Hunter.Letme come. I need it so bad.”

“Tell me how good it is,” I rasp, my voice a low growl, strained from maintaining self-control. I want it as bad as she does.

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