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After flirting with death, I can see why I’m still here.

For this.

Her shuddering body writhes when I push in once more, clenching and pulsing around my swollen cock in a violent climax, screaming my name like a woman possessed.

Her body locks me down, the bars held by the vice of her squeezing muscles.

Jesus Christ it’s hard not to join her.

All I can do is hold, panting, struggling not to let myself go. I’m not ready.

I want her to come a million times before I do.

It’s what she deserves.

“Oh my god,” she stammers, her heavy breathing slowly leveling. “That is the most intense—” She blinks rapidly before she focuses on me. “—I have never—”

“You will again,” I growl, then pull back and slam into her. “And again.” My hips emphasize my words. “And again.”

This will be my new game, to see how many times I can make her shatter.

Her nails rake into my skin, but I can’t feel it.

It’s the bounce of her breasts against my chest, the swell of them with every sharp inhale, the heat of her exhale mixing with my own gulping breaths.

And the wild halo of her blond hair spread across the pillow that glows in the darkening room, catching the amber light of the flickering flames.

Faster, my belly slaps against hers until she’s crying out and clinging to me, her vicious cunt rabidly clamping down as another harrowing wave of ecstasy coils through her body.

Biting the inside of my cheek to stave off my own release, I’m tasting blood before I gain control again.

I don’t think I’ll last through another.

Shifting back, I let her leg cross between us and straddle her lower thigh, turning her hips so I can open her even further.

I want to bury myself so deeply I won’t be able to tell where I stop and she begins.

Chapter 32

April

Shit, I can’t even catch my breath before he’s reaching deeper than he ever has.

This new position has the beads of his piercings bouncing offthat spotthat sends me mewling into the pillow.

Fuck.

The intensity is overwhelming. Stars burst behind my tightly closed eyes.

I swear I’m in a different plane of existence.

All that I can feel ishim.

And it’s amazing.

His fingers dig into the soft flesh of my hip, and his panting grows louder, dotted with groans.

Those knobs are playing a drumbeat on my g-spot, pushing me to insane heights.

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