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Rhuron pressed his finger deeper, before pulling back and thrusting it back in again.

“You’re so damn tight,” he growled. “So fucking hot.”

I felt red from head to toe, humiliated and pleased that he was so affected by me.

“I need you,” I pleaded.

His lips hit mine again, and he pulled his finger out and lined up his cock against me. I bent my knees, bracing myself against his hips, and moaned as he slowly pressed in. So much better than just a finger, his cock felt heavier and larger inside me than it did in my hands. Hot and thick, he filled me to the limit inch by inch. Just when I thought he’d run out of cock, he was pressing in even more. I arched my back up so that my nipples brushed against him as he eased out a little before rocking back into me.

“Oh, oh wow, Rhuron, I-I—” I was stumbling over my words. Proper sentences be damned, what he was doing had my mind soaring, and we’d hardly even started. His hand pressed firmly on one of my legs until my knee was level with my hip and he was able to press deeper.

I thought I was going to fall apart at the seams when he started to build a rhythm.

“Yes,” I hissed out.

Forget the normal world, forget working in a dumb flower shop or being stuck in this tiny apartment. If I could feel the way he was making me feel at that moment for the rest of my life, I’d give it all up in a heartbeat. I could feel my pulse like it was a drum egging us on.

His speed raised, and our bodies made fast slapping noises against each other as we bounced together on the carpet. I kissed him, not wanting to lose those lips after I finally gave in to them. I could feel him smile against my mouth, and I loved it.

Moving his hand from my thigh, he rested it on my hip, while his other stayed steady in supporting him on top of me. He held me still as he thrust relentlessly. I spread my legs further, wanting to help however I could. He was wild, forceful, I could feel the carpet rubbing marks into my bare skin but it didn’t matter.

Changing positions, he leaned over me further so that I was completely pinned beneath him, his arms on the carpet on either side of my head. I looped my legs around his hips, and we picked up speed together. Our mouths were open in almost-kisses, panting and stealing air between my moans and gasps.

I could feel his ass flexing and rocking beneath the heels of my feet, could feel his abs working against my stomach for every thrust. He was like a thick writhing snake: all muscle and movement. It was heady, exciting and exhausting, and I needed everything he had to give.

“Please…” I could feel myself getting close.

He ground in closer against me, I wasn’t sure what I was begging for, but this helped. The grinding as we moved rubbed against my clit, sending me closer and closer to the edge. His lips moved down to my jaw, then my neck, until he’d almost reached the same part of my skin where I’d marked his.

Rhuron started sucking a hickey into my skin to match his own, and the thought alone plunged me into orgasm.

I came hard, my legs seizing in tighter on his hips even as he kept rocking into me. He gently gnawed at the skin of my neck before releasing me in a quiver of ecstasy. I could feel him coming. I moaned again, my voice impossible to trap in, and when he finally came down from it, he soothed the mark with kisses.

My whole body felt wrecked, sore in the best of ways, and I couldn’t do much more than just let my legs slide down to the ground and try to breathe again. Rhuron was still on top of me, breathing kisses around my neck until he seemed like he’d had enough. Pulling out, he rotated so that he was on his side beside me.

“That’s going to be dark.” He traced the new mark on my neck.

“Good,” I murmured.

Leaning in, I kissed him and tried not to think about what any of this meant.

I just wanted to enjoy how good I was feeling.

There was a knock at the front door, though, and I groaned in frustration.

“Can we ignore it?” I begged.

“My cousin was supposed to stay here too,” he sighed. “I’m sorry, you’ll have me all to yourself soon enough.”

The sentence gave me strange chills of excitement and anxiety as he brushed my cheek with his hand. I kissed him back, wishing we could just luxuriate in each other a little longer.

He ended the kiss, though, and slowly stood up to dress himself.

I watched with an eager eye, glad to see his beautiful body for as long as I could.

“You may want to dress yourself before I answer that,” he reminded me.

Defeated, I sighed jokingly, gathered my clothes and headed for the tiny bathroom.

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