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She shoved her to the floor and straddled her. It turned nasty fast. Slaps, hair-pulling, nails clawing. I stepped in before Lena wore herself out on trash. I scooped her up like she weighed nothing, arms wrapped around her, holding her tight.
“Calm down, baby. I’m all yours. I’myourman. You want me now?”
“Fuck yes, I want you!” she yelled, voice trembling. “And you were just about to give my shit to that old bitch?!”
I cut her off with my mouth, kissing her deep, tonguing her the fuck down while her hands slid between us and wrapped around my dick. She stroked me with fire in her grip.
“I’ma beat the next bitch you try to give this dick to death, Nolan,” she muttered.
“That’s what I wanna hear.” I grinned. “Now, can I fuck you, ma?”
“Fuck yes.”
I didn’t waste time. I grabbed her ass, pulled her to the edge of the counter, slid on a condom, and lined my dick up at her entrance, knocking hard, ready to take what’s mine.
Then with one deep, brutal stroke, I was in.
She gasped, her whole body arching. “Fuck… Shit… You’re so big, Nolan.”
“Oh, so it’s Nolan now? I don’t remember saying you could stop using the magic words.”
She looked me in the eyes, breath ragged. “Fuck me, Professor Hendrix.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.”
Chapter Seven
Lena Morrow
He lined his big, rock-hard dick up at my pussy entrance, then pushed in with one deep, powerful stroke, stretching my pussy wide and burying himself deep inside.
"Fuck! This shit is so big," I screamed, voice choked, breath catching in my throat as the burn and pleasure fused together.
He paused for a second, letting my body adjust to the invasion, to the pressure of being split wide open. I gripped onto him harder like I never wanted to let go, my chest heaving as I breathed in and out, whispering to myself that I could take it, that I could handle this dick.
“You can handle it, right?” he asked, his voice suddenly soft, almost tender.
“Fuck yes! I’m a big girl. I can take it Professor Hendrix.”
He groaned into my ear, his breath warm and his grip unrelenting, then began to move, slow at first, then harder.
“That’s what I wanna hear, baby. Be a big girl and take all this dick,” he said, slamming into me, making me cry out as pleasure punched through my core. He was buried balls deep in my pussy, and my walls gripped him like a vice, pulsing hot, wet, greedy.
He pulled out almost all the way, then drove back in again, deeper, stronger, more demanding. Each thrust wrecked me more than the last, each stroke claiming a part of me I didn’t know I had. My head fell forward against his shoulder and I bit down on the muscle there, trying to stay grounded as the heat spread through me like wildfire.
My fingers slid under his T-shirt, clawing at the flawless skin of his back, leaving red trails, desperate to feel more of him, to mark him asminewhile he ruined my pussy like he was born to do it.
"Shit! So wet. This pussy is fucking wet, Miss Morrow. You know how many times I’ve dreamed of fucking you like this?" he whispered, voice hoarse, dick buried to the base inside me.
"Shit... Yes… fuck me, Professor," I barely managed, drowning in the thick waves of pleasure.
“I’ve been dying to get my dick inside these tight little walls for so long, baby. And now that I got it, know this—this pussy’smine. And it’s gonna stay filled with my dick every damn day. You hear me? You gonna give it to me no matter when or where.”
“Yes… yes… I’m gonna give it to you, Professor Hendrix,” I moaned, clawing at him, needing more.
“Humm… yes… You my big girl,” he growled, then picked up the pace.
His dick slid in and out of me, slick and wet and hard. I moaned louder, gasped and screamed as he pounded into me like he couldn’t get deep enough.
