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She needed to move. She needed release.

Robin wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rose over him. Harper cupped her breasts and looked up at her, his gaze dark with lust.

It stole her breath away.

She made him look that way.

Robin lowered herself, harder this time, and met his lips with hers.

“Is the show good?” she asked, feeling a little braver now.

“You have no idea,” he said in a sinfully low voice. “I love watching you take my cock.”

Okay, that was the limit of her bravery.

Robin’s face heated. She leaned in, kissing him so she wouldn’t have to hear more. Though, if she were being honest with herself, his words pleased her.

She rose and fell over him, all the while his hands roved over her body.

“You are so damn tight.” Harper’s voice was tight now. “I need you to come, princess.”

“Can’t. Not yet.” She wanted this to last just a little longer, not to mention she wasn’t close to coming yet.

“What do you need?”

She gripped his shoulders tighter to steady herself as she rose over him. “Just shut up.”

He chuckled and buried his face against her breasts. His lips found on nipple and he sucked it. Her body tingled, but it wasn’t quite enough. She needed more. More of him, of how he made her feel, just more.

Robin moaned and shifted her hips, searching for just the right angle.

“That’s it.” His voice was strained as if he were holding back.

He reached between them, his fingers sliding over her mound to her clit.

“Harper—” She opened her mouth to say something, but one firm caress and that was it.

Her world broke apart into a multitude of color.

Harper roared something and surged to his feet, forcing himself somehow deeper. She moaned as a new wave of pleasure swept through her to the point it was difficult to see. He moved her, and this time it was him thrusting into her.

“Oh!” She tossed her head back as her orgasm redoubled, becoming more intense.

Her back pressed against the cool glass of the mirror. Harper fucked her, not holding back now. She wound her legs around him, crying out as the pleasure seemed to cascade into something more that would not end. She was fairly certain at some point she lost all sense of who and what she was beyond a creature of pleasure.

And then Harper was still. He clutched her to his chest, his face buried in the crook of her neck, and they both sucked down air.

Holy shit.

That just really happened.

Her thoughts were scattered, leaving her mind almost completely empty save for one thought.

He’d just ruined her for all others.

“You okay?” His voice was rougher and lower than usual.

“Y-yeah.” Though her bones had been evicted, no doubt. That was the only explanation for how she felt.

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