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“Oh, fuck!” Her entire body clenches and the tension surges straight into me. My cock throbs in anticipation, the head pulsating against her g-spot. “Feel that? That’s what you do to me, Sarah. You make me feel alive. Because you’re mine!”
“Yes, Boyd,” she whimpers. “I’m yours, but…”
“No!” I cut her off with a stinging slap that lands across both her cheeks. “Don’t ask for it. I’ll tell you when you can. Now isn’t the time to beg.”
I bounce Sarah on my cock, not giving her a chance to get a position of control while she’s straddling my hips. Every time I feel her getting close, I light up her ass with the palm of my hand. That keeps her on edge, so she doesn’t know if she can anticipate pain or pleasure next. I make sure she gets plenty of both. So much that I’m covered in her delicious arousal and her pussy is permanently clenched on my throbbing cock.
“More, more, please, more,” she mewls into my ear.
I spank her again and guide her hips along my length. I’m not sure what she wants more of, so she gets both. Her sweet whimpers and gasps are music to my ears.
I keep going until I’m so close to an eruption I can’t hold back any longer. I fight against it for several thrusts before I finally give in and pull her ear close to my lips.
“Now you can come, my good girl,” I whisper.
“Thank you, thank you!” she cries out, then she goes off like a rocket.
I have to tighten my grip on her body to keep her from bouncing out of the bed. Her body rises and falls like an angel tasting heaven for a moment before I yank her back to hell so she can get what she truly craves.
Her sweet trembling walls tease me for a second before I unload with a grunt. After holding back as long as I did, I can’t even speak. I rasp, growl, and roar as I fill her with my seed.
One orgasm isn’t enough for her, so I keep thrusting. Over and over, her eyes light up with bliss while she milks more of my seed. Just when it feels like the pressure is gone, it builds again. I spin her around until we crash on the bed, and I start thrusting into her as hard as I can.
“Oh, sweet mercy! Boyd!” she screams.
The bed protests and I hear the splinters before the wood breaks beneath us. The mattress hits the flood with a thud, but I don’t miss a beat. I just keep fucking her, because nothing else matters except the need for one more release.
“Boyd… the bed…” she gasps.
“Don’t fucking worry about it,” I grind out. “Just be my good girl and come for me again.”
“Oh, fuck!” she squeals, then I feel her pussy spasming on my length again.
“What was it you asked for?” I mutter. “More? Well, now I want more—a lot more.”
I erupt for the second time and keep roughly driving myself into her like a beast who can’t get enough. There’s no such thing as enough. Not with her. There’s just a reprieve until the addiction demands another hit of her. It’s a hunger that makes me starvewhile I’m feasting. Makes me crave the next release, even while I’m emptying my balls in her tight little pussy.
“One more, Sarah,” I rasp. “Give me one more.”
“I-I…” she whispers, but her voice trails off when she clenches on me again. “One more!”
She comes so hard I have to hold her steady, so she doesn’t writhe out from under me. I press my weight down on her, hammer my cock into her orgasm, and roar as pleasure consumes me again. One final climax that leaves us both totally spent.
“Fuck,” I groan, collapsing on the bed and catching myself with my forearms so I don’t crush her.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “Fuck…”
I roll over and pull her into my arms.
She’s asleep before I even get my breathing under control.
CHAPTER 18
Sarah
I sleep so hard it’s difficult to get my eyes to focus when I finally see daylight.
But once my vision focuses, everything else does too. I wiggle myself out of Boyd’s tight embrace. He rumbles once, and his chest heaves like it’s unhappy, but then he fades back to sleep. I exhale sharply, climb out of the broken bed, and dart to the other one.
