Page 109 of Of Pucking Course

“So bad. I’m gonna die without it,” I babble, desperate to finally have him.

A second later, he slides into me. My mouth falls open, my eyes roll back, and I fall forward onto the counter.

“Oh my god…” I say, savoring the feeling of Sam’s massive dick stretching me out.

“I’m only halfway in, beautiful,” Sam says. He runs his tongue along the slope of my shoulder before kissing me gently.

The pressure inside of me settles, giving way to that intense pleasure I’ve been craving. It’s almost too much, but I love it. I want more. Way, way more.

“More,” I tell Sam.

Behind me, he hums. He kisses my neck, and my eyes roll back.

“Good girl. You’re taking my cock so well.”

He slides deeper into me.

“Is this okay?” he asks.

I nod. When he’s all the way in, he stills, giving me time to get used to his size.

He brushes my hair over my shoulder and gently gripsmy chin, turning my face to the side. He kisses me. It’s slow and teasing and sweet—exactly what I want and need.

“How are you doing, beautiful?”

His voice is so sweet and rough all at once, it makes my chest tingle and my heart bounce around in my chest. Even when he’s in control, he’s thinking about me and my comfort and pleasure.

I hold his gaze. “I’m perfect. Can you fuck me now?”

He grins, then slowly glides out of me, then thrusts back in. I moan at how incredible he feels. He keeps that steady, even rhythm. My eyes roll back, and I plant my hands against the counter. It feels so intense and so, so good.

The pleasure inside of me builds and builds.

“Can you go faster?” I whine.

“I can do anything you want, beautiful.”

His words amp up the pleasure I’m already feeling. He’s getting me off with his cock and his words, and I can hardly take it.

Heat flashes through my whole body as he pumps faster. When I feel him digging his fingers into my hips, I smile to myself. That means this feels so good for him too.

“Fuck, beautiful. You’re so tight.”

Smiling, I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and groan.

“I’ve never been with someone as big as you,” I say.

He tenses behind me before slowing his pace. “Fuck,” he mutters. Not like he’s mad. More like he’s surprised. “You can’t say things like that when I’m inside of you, Dakota. You’re going to make me come way too soon and embarrass myself.”

“I like it. I like that being inside of me makes you feel that way.”

He leans forward and kisses me. “You feel like heaven.”

I arch my back while he slowly pumps in and out of me. I reach between my legs and play with my clit.

“Oh, fuck…” Sam mutters again. “You little brat. You’re trying to make me come, aren’t you? There’s no way I’m gonna last watching you play with yourself while I fuck you.”

I bite back a grin and nod.

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