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She's out of control as her cries intensify, her hands gripping the edge of the table as she tries to ground herself, each violent thrust threatening to send her off the table.

I trail one hand over her stomach and down to her pussy.

Seeing her pretty lips opening up for me and swallowing me whole has me over the edge.

"Feel this, hell girl." I take her hand and bring it to the base of my cock. "Feel how I'm fucking you."

She wraps her small fingers over my thickness, feeling the slippery mess made by her pussy as she moves her hand up and down my length, jerking me off just as the tip moves in circular motions at her entrance, stretching her and stimulating the sensitive area.

"Feel how your pussy's taking me so fucking deep." I grab her hand again, this time pressing it over her lower stomach at the same time as I fully surge inside her, her legs wrapping around my waist as my balls slap against her ass.

I let her feel the contour of my dick through her belly, the head poking slightly every time I thrust into her.

"You're so big…" she whimpers, looking down at her stomach and the way my cock molds to her insides. "God, I feel you in my soul," she sighs, her head hitting the table and thrashing to the side. I make a tsk sound at her, alerting her of her mistake.

"What did I say about God?" I ask her playfully.

I flick my thumb over her clit, teasing it slowly, her back arching on the table, her entire body going slack. Her walls contract around me, gripping me tightly, her sudden release making her scream for mercy.

"Not yet, hell girl. Not yet," I chuckle as I see a flush envelop her entire body, her face red as she breathes hard, incoherent sounds slipping past her lips.

"Now, who's your God?" I continue to pet her little clit, enjoying the way she keeps on spasming, begging me to stop.

"You. Only you," she pants, "you're my God. My everything." She ends on a gasp as another orgasm claims her.

She's so fucking responsive, coming so alive in my arms.

And I have only one goal in life—seeing to her pleasure. And that means I'mnevergoing to stop. Not until she's had so many orgasms, she can hardly move. That's the only evidence I need to know I'm doing my job right.

"And you're mine." She turns her hand to wrap it around my own as she looks into my eyes, so much emotion welling in her gaze. "You're all mine," she repeats.

"Yes, hell girl," I give her hand a quick squeeze, "all yours. Body and soul," I tell her, watching the lazy smile that pulls ather lips, her entire face lighting up and making my own frozen heart melt.

She has the power to turn me to dust. And with one smile she has the power to make me indomitable.

Only with her by my side do I feel like I can conquer the world.

It's funny how I've always been a cocky bastard, but it wasn't until her that I understood what true confidence really meant.

Her love for me gave me hope. And my love for her gave me the confidence I needed to push through.

I'm so focused on her that I barely hear my phone ringing. Mid-thrust, I stop briefly to check the caller ID, realizing it's Nero.

Frowning, I wonder what could possibly be so important since he's never contacted me directly before.

A quick glance at my girl, naked and all spread out on the table, and I know I can't disappoint her.

My lips tug up as I accept the call, setting it on speaker and placing the phone on the table before sheathing myself inside her body again.

27

VLAD

"Vlad,"Nero speaks, his voice loud in the small plane.

Sisi's eyes widen when she sees what I did, and she tries to disentangle herself from me. I don't let her move as I prop one hand in place on her hip, bringing her pussy flush against the base of my cock and ensuring I'm balls deep inside of her before I put my other hand over her mouth, knowing shecan'tkeep quiet.

"Yes," I reply, trying to sound unaffected even as I continue to fuck my girl. The only noises in the room are those of skin against skin, the slippery wetness produced by her pussy enhancing the sounds.

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