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"Connor," she sobbed.

I groaned, dragging my fingers to her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles.

"You wanna come again for me, baby?"

She nodded frantically, her body tensing, shaking.

"Then do it," I demanded, thrusting deeper, feeling her squeeze me so tight it was unbearable.

She came with a cry, her body locking up, her moans turning into helpless little whimpers, and fuck—she was so fucking tight, so wet. I lost it.

I buried myself as deep as I could, my groan breaking as I filled her pussy, groaning roughly at the squeeze of her cunt on my bare cock, my mouth mouthing apologies against her neck.I never meant to hurt you, baby.

I stayed inside her, my forehead pressing against her back, my hands smoothing over the bruises I’d left on her skin.

Then, slowly, I pulled out, still painfully hard even after cumming inside her. I dropped to my knees and spread her open, my breath catching as I stared at the mess I’d left behind—the bruises on her hips, the bite marks along her thighs, the way she was still soaking, still wrecked from me. Our combined released dripping out of her swollen pussy lips.

"Fuck," I whispered, pressing my lips to her trembling thigh, inhaling her scent. I should have left it there. I should have let her breathe. But I couldn’t. Instead, I licked up the inside of her thigh, spread her wider, and groaned.

"Fuck," I whispered again, already wanting more.

I dragged my fingers through her folds, feeling the hot, wet slickness that wasn’t just her anymore.

My cum, still inside her, mixed with her release, coating my fingers as I traced the mess between her thighs, spreading it over her swollen clit.

My cock twitched, already aching to spend again.

"You feel that, baby?" My voice was dark, rough, my fingers lazy as they slid through her slit, rubbing the evidence of what I’d done to her in slow, teasing circles. "That’s all me. That’s my fucking cum inside you."

She moaned, her thighs shaking, her breath catching. I grinned against her skin, pressing my lips to her hip.

But I wasn’t done.

Not yet.

I dragged my fingers through her, gathering more of our mess, and pushed it back inside her, watching the way her walls fluttered around the intrusion, how her breath hitched when I curled my fingers and fucked it deeper.

"Connor," she whimpered, her voice wrecked, her body arching against the counter.

I groaned, sliding my tongue over the curve of her ass as I fucked her slow, deep, teasing, letting her feel every inch of my fingers moving inside her.

And then, without thinking, my touch drifted lower. My thumb circled the tight, untouched hole of her ass, slicking it up with our combined release, teasing her, pressing just enough to feel her tense beneath me.

My cock twitched.

"You going to let me have this part of you again, Summer?" My voice was low, rough, possessive as I kissed along her lower back, my breath warm against her skin. Maybe it was fucked up, but I wanted to see my cum dripping out of every part of her. “If I wanted to fuck your ass, would you let me do that to you again, sunshine?”

I smirked, pressing my lips to the base of her spine. "Tell me, Princess."

She hesitated, her breath ragged, and then slowly, timidly, she nodded. My cock throbbed at the sight. "Good girl," Imurmured, my lips trailing lower. "I’ll take care of you. I promise."

I pressed my thumb against her tight little hole, applying just enough pressure to feel her gasp, her hips jerking at the unexpected sensation.

She shuddered, her moan high, needy, desperate.

I groaned, sliding my other fingers back inside her dripping cunt, fucking her with both hands, my thumb pressing in carefully, stretching her inch by inch while my fingers curled inside her pussy, pressing into that perfect spot that made her tremble.

"That’s it," I whispered, hypnotized by the way she clenched around me, by the way her body took me so perfectly, everywhere at once. "So fucking tight, baby. You’re gonna let me ruin every inch of you, aren’t you?"

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