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“I’ve got you.” He presses his thumb to my clit, rubbing the small bundle of nerves. The orgasm hits me.
“Vargas!” I cry out his name. He comes down over me. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain mixed in with my pleasure. The sensation of being utterly full overtakes everything. Vargas presses his mouth against mine, muffling the sounds coming from me.
“I’m sorry.” He presses kisses to my face. “I wanted to make it quick for you.” Vargas doesn’t move. His cock is all the way inside of me. I stare up into his eyes, feeling closer to him than I have anyone else in my whole life. “Tell me you’re okay.”
“I’m okay.” I give him a smile. “Move.” I wiggle beneath him. His cock jerks inside of me, but he doesn’t move.
“Does it hurt?”
I wrap my legs around him. “Please, I’ve been a good girl. Haven’t I?”
“I think you’ve been a bad girl.” He pulls out and thrusts all the way back in. I let out a gasp.
“I swear, I’m trying to be good.” My words spur him on. He starts to thrust faster in and out of me.
I notice he still has all his clothes on. Vargas only pulled his pants down enough to get inside of me. He was that needy. As much as I want to see him naked, this is damn hot too.
“You’ll make it up to me.” He pumps in and out. My pleasure starts to build again. This time it’s from somewhere deep inside of me. He hits it with each thrust. There are no words to describe how it feels.
“I swear. Anything.”
“Beg me to come inside you.”
I gasp. His dirty words that I know are wrong are my undoing. My sex locks around his cock as I start to come. “Please, come inside me,” I beg, knowing there is no turning back.
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VARGAS
Her breath comes out in a rush as she lets go, her walls squeezing me tightly as I surge inside her, needing to be as deep as possible. When she moans my name, her fingers gripping me tightly, I can’t hold out. Not when she’s going to pieces while I’m inside her.
My cock kicks, my release taking me to the edge of oblivion as I claim her mouth, kissing her deeply as she moans against my lips. Sensation rules me; the feel of her taking every bit of my cum only sends me higher, my body giving her every last bit.
“Good girl,” I grate against her mouth, then tongue her again as she starts to relax, her body going limp.
I surge my hips forward again, unable to stop myself from savoring the feel of her slicked with my release and her own.
She moans, her eyes fluttering open.
“Are you okay?” I press my lips to her neck, tasting her salty sweetness.
“I’m …” She runs her fingers through my hair. “I’m perfect.”
“I agree.” I kiss up her throat and take her mouth again, more gently this time. Her swollen lips are soft and wonderful against mine.
When I pull back and look into her eyes, I search for pain or regret or anything that might be lurking beneath her surface. Instead, I find warmth. The sort of warmth I’ve never experienced, and fuck if I don’t find myself already addicted to it. I want that look in her eyes, and I always want it directed at me. Only me.
“What?” She puts her palm on my cheek.
“Hmm?” I lean into her touch.
“You just had this look. It was sort of … wistful.”
I smile. “I don’t think anyone’s ever called me wistful before.” I turn my head and kiss her palm. “I just love the way you look at me.”
“You do?”
I meet her gaze again. “Yes. I’m greedy for it. Foryou.” I kiss her, sliding my tongue against hers as heat begins to build inside me again.
