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Pleasure shoots through me. At his words, at his cock hitting that sweet spot inside me, at his frantic thumb on my clit.

“Do you want to get fucked now, baby?”

The word comes out of me in a gasp. “Yes.”

Wes flips me on my back and thrusts inside me, making me cry out. The angle is deep, his hard thrusts almost punishing if it didn’t feel so good. The mattress squeaks beneath us, Wes’s heavy body lying on top of me and fucking me into the bed. So hard our bodies might actually leave an imprint in the mattress.

He groans in my ear, and his sounds turn my body to liquid. “Fuck yes, baby. You’re so fucking tight. You’re going to make me cum so hard.”

He braces his hands on either side of my head, pushing himself up while he keeps slamming into me. My tits bounce wildly.

“You feel so good,” I gasp.

“My belt is too far. This will have to do.” He wraps a hand around my throat, squeezing the sides of my neck.

At the restriction of blood flow to my head, the pleasure mounts. The same way it did when he wrapped his belt around my neck in the library before he made me swallow down his thick cock and cum.

“Wes!” I croak.

“I know, baby. You’re doing amazing. You’re taking my cock like such a fucking good girl.”

The friction from his pelvis hitting my clit with every thrust combined with the overwhelming feel of him filling me sends me tumbling over the edge. “Wes, I’m going to—”

The cry rips from my throat, struggling to escape past his tight grip on my neck as the orgasm barrels through me. He covers my mouth with his, swallowing down my cries, pumping into me like he’s punishing my pussy for making him wait all this time.

“Fuck, baby, I’m going to cum on you. I’m going to paint you with every drop.” His thrusts turn so hard, pain mixes with the pleasure. I scream, tits bouncing and body coming apart with every slam of his cock inside me. “That’s music to my fucking ears.”

I’m not sure how much more I can take, pussy growing sore just before he hisses, “Fuck!”

He jerks out of me, making me yelp, and ropes of his hot cum shoot out, spilling onto my tits and stomach as my pussy continues throbbing.

In the aftermath, we’re both breathless, panting and frozen while we try to catch our breath.

Wes is the first one to recover, regaining his composure enough to grab a tissue to clean me off. Then another and another. I can’t believe I managed to swallow all of that.

“Holy fucking hell, Violet.” He leans down to kiss me, the brush of his lips against mine surprisingly tender after he just tried pounding me into my mattress.

He slips on his boxers and bumps back into my desk, moving the mouse connected to my laptop and stirring it awake. I race to close it, not caring that I’m still fully naked, but he’s faster.

He holds me back with one hand while keeping the laptop propped open with the other. A wolfish smile spreads. “What’s this?Get on your knees for me. Is this your new story?”

“No, it’s...” I scramble for an excuse. “A classmate’s.”

His grin widens. “No, this is definitely your fanfiction of me. I want to read it when it’s done.”

“There’s no way in hell I’m letting you read it.” But I can’t fight the smile flickering across my face. He still wants to read something I’ve written.

“Be sure to dedicate it to me too,” he says, pretending he didn’t hear me. He grabs me by the back of my thighs, wrapping them around him, and returns me to the bed. “Only right to dedicate your story to your muse.”

Chapter26

Before

Violet

“I just made out with Luke!”Chloe squeals in my ear.

We were supposed to meet at our dorm twenty minutes ago and head to Wes’s apartment together. Chloe somehow convinced him to drive us to the nearest local bookstore so she can buy the entire ten-book series of what she affectionately refers to as “fae porn,” the first book of which she devoured last week. How she even makes time for reading in her hectic schedule puts her at god-tier reader level.

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