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Lock held one of her legs draped over his arm. He planted his other hand next to her head. The position allowed him to drive into her with fast, powerful thrusts.
She felt fucking out of this world around his cock. Hot as Satan’s lair, tighter than any vise, and so fucking wet. Over and over, he dragged his cock from the punishing clasp of her pussy, only to hammer back in.
The disaster of his life disappeared. Tension bled away. It wasn’t possible to hold onto anything but pleasure and greed for more in this euphoric state. “C’mon, baby,” he said with a growl. “Tell me this is what you wanted.”
“Yes.” She was breathless, damp with sweat, and flushed from head to toe.
So fucking sexy.
He could do this all night.
Every damn night.
He dropped her leg and pulled out of her.
“No!” she shouted, digging her nails deep into his flesh. “What are you—”
He grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, then yanked her back onto his slick shaft.
“Yes. Don’t take your cock away from me. I need it so bad.”
Damn, this woman was good for his ego. She was just good for him.
He fucked her as hard as he had moments ago. Brenna scrambled to hold herself up on her knees and elbows. She endured his brutal pace until the shaking caused her arms to give out, and she fell to the bed.
Cheek on the mattress, her ass tilted up, looking even better than before, Lock couldn’t resist giving it a hard slap.
Brenna moaned.
“Like that?” He slapped her ass again.
“Y-yes.”
He stared at the red handprint he’d left behind on her perfect, creamy ass. Then he squeezed it, and Brenna moaned again.
“I’m gonna come, Lock. It’s too good. You feel too good.”
“Give it to me.” He reached beneath her and scraped his blunt nail over her clit. It sure as fuck wouldn’t be her only one of the night.
Brenna buried her face into the comforter and let out a muffled scream as she clamped down so hard on his cock his knees wobbled. Her fists clenched and unclenched in time with the pulsing of her inner walls.
“Holy shit,” she whispered after long seconds of coming. He’d slowed his pace to see her through the climax but never stopped fucking her.
Lock grunted. “We’re not done, baby.” He worked an arm under her chest and lifted her until her back hit his front. Then he grabbed her throat with one hand and pressed the other thumb to her clit.
“I can’t,” she whined, sagging in his arms. “Too much.”
“You can.” He bit her earlobe, and she shuddered.
This position didn’t allow him to get as deep and move as fast, but she nearly strangled his cock. With her sated in his arms and still twitching from aftershocks, even as he worked her back up again, he could die a happy man.
Her head fell back on his shoulder as he strummed her clit, held her throat, and rocked into her. “Still too much?” he asked before grazing his teeth over her neck’s sensitive skin.
“Yes, but don’t you dare stop.”
His dark chuckle made her shiver in his arms. Or maybe it was the way he dragged his callused thumb in a light circle over her clit.
He sucked her neck hard enough to leave a mark.
