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Moving his hips slowly, he pulled almost all the way out of me. A rumbling noise erupted from the back of his throat.

“Please,” I begged, needing more. I ran my hands up his arms and tried to pull him to me. “Please fuck me.”

“Fuck…” The word was almost a whisper as he slowly eased back into me.

Stretching me out deliciously, he groaned from somewhere in the depths of him. The sexiness of that sound and knowing I caused him to make it made my heart and my pussy flutter.

“You okay?” he asked as he pulled almost all the way out of me again.

“Yes,” I answered softly, trying to focus on my breathing.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not,” I assured him breathlessly. “Please. I need it. I need you.”

“Say it again.”

“Please,” I begged. “Pleeeeeeeeeease.”

“All of it. Say all of it… Tell me you need this dick.”

“Please fuck me”—he grabbed my ankles—“Please. Pleeeeease”—he pushed my legs open wider—“I need this dick. I need your dick inside me”—he watched himself move in and out of me—“Russ, please”—he rotated his hips, giving me a firm thrust—“oh shit!”

I gasped, clenching around him.

His eyes flew up to meet mine. “You okay?”

I nodded. “Oh yeah,” I groaned.

“Good,” he growled as he dragged his fingers down my legs.

His fingertips danced across the fleshiness of my belly until hereached my breasts. I relished in the feeling of him playing with my nipples. So much so that it caught me off guard when he started driving his dick into me.

He used my wetness to glide in and out with a steady rhythm. With each stroke, I got louder and more responsive. Holding on to his biceps, I rocked my hips to meet him. The more my body reacted, the rougher his breathing became.

“I love watching you bounce on my dick. You’re so soft. And so wet. And so tight.” His low, restrained voice caused my stomach to flutter and my heart to race.

“You’re going to make me come,” I told him.

“That’s all I want.” He grabbed my hips and pulled almost all the way out again. “All I want is to feel you get yours on my dick the way you did on my tongue.”

“I want that, too! I want it all.”

“This pussy feels like mine. Is it mine?”

“Ohmigod yessssssssss!”

“Fuck…”

Before I could formulate a response, he slid into me in one swift stroke. He hit something deep inside that caused pleasure to ripple through my entire body.

“Oh shit,” I panted as he started fucking me with the perfect combination of methodical strokes and reckless abandon.

Leaning down to cover my body with his, he kissed me passionately. Our lips were needy and insistent as we moaned into each other’s mouths. I could feel his accelerated heart rate as it pounded against his chest. I could feel the rapid bursts of air from his ragged breathing. I could feel his dick seeming to grow even larger while inside me.

Breaking the kiss, he put his lips to my ear. “That’s it… that’s my girl. I feel it. I feel you, baby.”

Grinding into me, he hit a spot so deep that it triggered me to clench tighter.

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