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Daisy made an exasperated noise. “Fucking Milo!”
Easy moved forward and caught her face in his hands. He leaned down until he was just inches from her. He could hear her breath catch in her throat. “You need to get fucked, Daisy?”
It was pretty much a rhetorical question. He remembered her clasping pussy and her cry of disappointment when he’d finished too early. He needed to prove he was still as skilled at fucking as putting together an engine as much as she needed to fall apart in his hands and around his cock, a perfect match. He didn’t wait for her answer. He crushed his mouth over hers.
She tasted sweet, and her lips were soft, which made him wonder about the other pair. With one hand he yanked open the button of her shorts and pushed his hand inside. She was warm, but he needed her hot and wet. His fingertips grazed through her silky hair and found her clit. He worked it, rubbing it in slow circles until she groaned. Her arms slid around his waist, pulling him closer.
As before, it didn’t take her long to go from surprised to supple. She spread her legs for him and pulled her head away from his as he dipped his fingers inside her. Her breath was hot and ragged on his neck. Her pussy was still tight, and he couldn’t help but grin. Adam hadn’t fucked her. She was still desperate and likely to be singing Easy’s praises in just a few minutes, not that it would be over that quickly, not this time. The determination to fuck her as thoroughly as possible far outweighed his own excitement about the idea. His cock was as needy as her cunt, but it was his ego that took center stage.
He pushed two fingers into her and separated them, stretching her wide. She whimpered and made a half-hearted attempt to push away from him. Easy braced his other arm around her and held her in an iron grip. “You’re fucking tight,” he told her. “Need to open you up.”
“Jimmy,” she whispered and put her hands on his chest. He couldn’t tell if she was resisting or urging him on.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he whispered. “Balls deep and hard. You want me to hurt you, Daisy?” he asked, pushing in a third finger. “Or do you want to come harder than you ever have before? All over my cock.”
If she wanted to argue, her pussy didn’t. It clenched around his fingers sending a flood of juice into his palm. His lips found her ear, and he brushed over it. “Don’t you want to come, Daisy?” he half-teased.
It turned out that was all it took for her to do just that. Her slick walls seized around his fingers and she dug her nails into his arms, panting hard. Before she was finished, Easy yanked his hand out of her shorts and pushed her back.
“Son of a bitch!” she snarled, her orgasm ruined. “You asshole!”
Easy didn’t stop to consider how pissed she was. He didn’t care. He had his belt undone done, his fly open, and his shaft out in record time. Daisy stopped mid-tirade to marvel at it. She seemed to realize several things at once. The first was that Easy had a giant cock. He didn’t give a shit how many guys she’d been with, she hadn’t seen one like this, or not often at any rate. She’d only felt it before but hadn’t gotten a look at it. The second was that, true to his word, she was going to get pounded. His hard on was a rager and wasn’t going down any time soon. And the last thing was if she wanted this pussy pounding to happen any time soon, she’d better get with the program.
He could tell when that last part kicked in, because she grabbed her shorts at the hips and shoved them down to her knees before he’d even got the condom out of the foil wrapper. She kicked the shorts, and with them her panties, across the room and Easy caught enough of a glimpse to notice that the carpet matched the drapes. He grinned again and grabbed her by the arm before she could get on the bed.
He jerked her around and pushed her forward. She caught herself with her hands on the mattress as he positioned himself behind her. Once again he got a good look at that round, creamy ass moments before he plunged in. He grabbed the head of his cock and forced his way into her. Daisy cried out, but she was already ripe from her half-orgasm and he knew he wasn’t hurting her.
There was less of the frenzy of their first time. This time he pumped in and out of her steadily, a little further in each time until, as promised, his heavy sac slapped her swollen lips. She was bent over far enough that he might be hitting her clit, too, or near enough that she could feel it, anyway.
