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Jesus, it’s my undoing. I wish I could hold on, but I can’t. She’s just so tight around me, and her body is driving me insane. I’ve waited all day for this.

I pump faster, harder, the water splashing everywhere as I find my release, grunting something undecipherable as I still, gripping her hips tighter and shoot my load.

We stay together, unmoving, for a few moments.

“Still glad you skipped out on the club?” I growl in her ear.

“Definitely.” She giggles as I pull out of her and set her back down.

I turn her around and claim her mouth. She plasters her body against mine and wraps her legs around me as we kiss. I carry her out of the pool and into the suite and straight into the bedroom. I lay her down and discard the rubber, then crawl up her body as she reaches to touch me. She’s needy for me, not quite satisfied yet, and I love that feeling I get in my chest when she knows what she wants.

I know I can give it to her, give her every pleasure possible and make her forget about anything that’s troubling her.

I dip down her body and raise her legs over my shoulders as I lick her pussy, parting her.

I suck on her clit as she cries out, already sensitive from the orgasms I just gave her. She bucks her hips, and I push her torso down and hold her hips still. She grips my hair in her hands, and I don’t let up until she’s literally screaming my name in a rush of pleasure.

There could be nothing greater than watching her come undone.

I insert a finger, then another, watching as I finger fuck her and she mewls under my touch.

“Such a pretty pussy, Ariana,” I whisper, blowing on her sensitive flesh. I haven’t even touched the surface of exploring her body yet, and with her so responsive, I can only marvel at the pleasures she could experience.

“I love what you do to me,” she says, releasing the grip on my hair ever so slightly. It’s like she can read my mind.

“I don’t think I could ever grow tired of pleasing you,” I tell her honestly. “This sexy body has me wanting to never let you have any sleep.”

She groans. “I need you inside me.”

“Greedy girl.” I smile, watching her continue to unfold. “Open your eyes, Ariana. Watch me eat you. Watch what I can do to you.”

Her eyes flutter open and she looks down at me between her legs. I continue to slowly pull my fingers in and out, I part her again and lick her slowly, circling her clit. She bites her lip as she watches me, and it turns me on so bad seeing the heat in her eyes, they plead for more. There is nothing on earth like watching a beautiful woman come undone.

She’s even more sensitive now in the aftershocks, so I drag out her next orgasm on purpose, slowing the rhythm and pace until she’s clutching my head with force, crying out the most delicious sounds.

I climb up her body, reach for the box of condoms on the side table, roll one on with haste, then slowly sink into her as she wraps her legs around my waist.

I roll my hips slow, letting her feel every inch of me, enjoying how responsive she is to my touch. Her eyes look at me with wildness and passion, and a little bit of wonder.

She grips my biceps as I continue my slow assault on her body.

“You’re so good at this,” she whispers as I shift and press my chest to hers, my tongue sliding in her mouth.

“Helps when you’re fucking beautiful,” I tell her when we break apart.

I roll us over, and she straddles me. I sit up and continue kissing her, holding her head, her hair in my hands as I move them down to her back and then cup her ass and squeeze it.

“Mr. Bentley,” she cries as I grip her hips and bounce her up and down on me, keeping the pace slow but firm, letting her feel the intensity.

“You like it when I fuck you slowly, don’t you, Ariana? When I draw out your pleasure.”

“Yes,” she cries into my shoulder, biting down on it as I squeeze her ass, then give it a slap. “Oh God, yes…”I do it again, and she groans and grinds against me.

Sweat beads on her skin as she lets go, throwing her head back as I move her up and down faster, surging upwards, knowing I can make it last longer, but also needing my release.

I pump harder, her tits bouncing in my face as I grunt out my release, stilling as she collapses on me, both of our breathing ragged.

I roll back down to the mattress, taking her with me, and she lies on top as we catch our breath.

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