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Does he really think I’d say no after he just ate me out and gave me an orgasm?

“Yes, I’m sure. Now please, fuck me until I can’t walk.”

His grin is mischievous, like he plans on doing so much more than that. “My pleasure, baby.”

I swallow loudly, hoping I know what the hell I just got myself into.

He lines his cock up to my entrance and gently eases into me inch by torturous inch.

I need him hard and fast. Like last time.

Sighing, I say, “I’m not fragile. Fuck me like you did on the rocks.”

He thrusts the rest of the way inside of me in one swift movement.

“Fuck yes.” I moan as I wrap my legs around his waist and dig my heels into his ass.

His thrusts are hard and fast, pounding into me with relentless force. His lips form a tight, thin line, and I know he won’t last much longer.

Using two fingers, I rub my clit like I’ve done many times before. It doesn’t take long until my back is arching off the mattress and my walls are clenching around his cock.

I cry out as another orgasm slams through me. “Alex. Fuck.”

He continues to pound into me, eager to get his own release. When I remove my fingers from my clit, his fingers immediately take over.

His fingers are rougher this time. He grips my hip with one hand as the other torments my clit.

He rubs, circles, and squeezes my clit until I’m a writhing mess underneath him, but his thrusts don’t give up.

Leaning forward, he captures a nipple between his teeth, lightly sucking and biting on it as he continues to pound into my soaking wet pussy.

“I c-c-can’t, Alex. I can’t cum again.”

Letting go of my nipple with a resounding pop, he glares at me. “You can, and you will.”

“It’s too much. I can’t.” I close my eyes, throw my head back. My sweat slickened skin feels like a live wire, sensitive and full of electricity as another small orgasm ripples through me.

“Ahh!” I cry out as pleasure courses through my every cell.

“Good girl.” Alex grits out a second before his thrusts stop, and he spills himself into the condom.

He slowly pulls out of me and discards the condom before collapsing on the bed beside me. Our hearts pound in our chests and our breathing is ragged.

Feeling fully sated and euphoric, I laugh. “Kate was right. The bed is so much better than the rocks.”

Alex chuckles. “If you thought that was incredible, wait until you see what I can do in the shower.”

Is he bluffing? Could shower sex really be better than this?

“Okay, but I’m going to need a few minutes before I can even think about standing, unless you plan on carrying me.”

Alex places his hand on my thigh. “I’ll carry you anywhere and everywhere, but I need a few minutes, too.”

Is this what sex is really like? Or did I hit the sex lottery?

One glance at Alex’s already hardening cock lets me know I hit the fucking jackpot.

Chapter Nine

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