Page 114 of Holding You

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Her eagerness turns me on even more, and I press into her.

“Oh fuck,” she purrs on a breath, her head falling back for a split moment before she brings her gaze back to us.

I push in more, and she lifts her ass.

For someone who doesn’t have much experience, she sure as hell knows what she likes.

Suddenly, the image of her vibrators comes into my mind.

She’s known what she likes for a long time now.

She just needs to be reminded of how much better it is with a real person.

I grab her hips and slam into her.

Holy fuck, she’s tight.

So tight, I have to stall my movements to pull myself together. If I come too soon, she will most likely have an old man joke for me, and I don’t think I could take that right now.

“I can’t believe it fits,” she says on a breath. “You feel … so … good.”

I smirk, pulling out slowly only to thrust back in.

“Baby, I wish I could describe how you feel right now. Tight. Hot. Wet. Those only begin to explain it.”

I press all the way in again, swivel my hips, and she moans.

“I want it hard, Declan.”

I’m not so sure she knows what she’s asking.

“Declan, did you hear me?”

I nod.

“Then fuck me harder.”

I stop then, my gaze laser focused on hers.

“That’s what you want?”

“Yes.”

In one swift movement, I flip her over and pull her ass up until she’s on her knees and slam back into her.

“Ah!” she screams.

Maybe that was too much.

“Again, Declan.”

I do it again.

And again

And again.

Fucking her as fast and hard as I can.

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