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I’d say he was making love to me.

It was such a strange thought that I could hardly process it, but that was the only way I could describe it. He was passionate as he moved, thrusting in and out of me, making me his, and even though I was bent over the bed and he was doing me from behind, I felt so close to him—not like he was just using me for what was between my legs.

He’d never do that…

I couldn’t even process what I was feeling. The physical sensations were there, so much so that they were almost overwhelming, but there was something else going on deep down inside me—the opposite of the anger and resentment I’d felt for him earlier…

…something I wasn’t sure I was ready or able to acknowledge. But it was there.

“I need to kiss you,” Harrison grunted.

“Yeah—?” But I didn’t get a chance to finish. Harrison forced me down onto the bed, grabbed my left leg, and spun me around onto my back, all the while staying inside me. The move took my breath away, and I tried to gasp but Harrison stopped that too by crushing his lips against mine.

Our tongues touched and I threw my arms and legs around him, pulling him into a lover’s embrace. A hunger rose inside me, like I couldn’t get enough and wanted to devour him—or have him devour me.

His cock went in and out of me, in and out, making wet smacking sounds, letting me know just how much I was dripping for him. I felt his balls slap against my asshole and the most primal lust rose within me as he continued to stretch me.

His thick, python arms wrapped around my body, making me feel so small and helpless in his grip. I felt his abs against mine, hard and chiseled as his hips bucked back and forth, the base of his stomach pressing against my clit and amplifying everything I was already feeling.

It’s going to happen again…

“I can feel you getting tight on my dick,” he whispered into my mouth. I opened my eyes and stared into his as the sensations within me grew.

“Please don’t stop,” I pleaded as he fucked me. “Please…I’m so close.”

“I never want to stop, princess. But I’m close too. I’m going to fill your pretty little pussy with cum. You want that, don’t you?”

The realization sparked in my mind like a fresh flame and I nodded eagerly, a new desire driving me closer and closer to the edge.

“I want you to come for me too,” he said. “I want to feel you come on me while I come into you and fill you with my load.”

“Yes!”

“It’s coming, princess,” he grunted. “I’m close.”

“Yes!”

And then it happened; we exploded together.

Hot jets of Harrison’s seed sprayed into me and I cried out, my body on fire and my blood pumping through my veins as my heart pounded and another orgasm seized me. I felt his balls, taut and twitching, pressed against my asshole, and clutched his body with my arms and legs as I shook uncontrollably.

I think I screamed his name…

I think I dug my nails into his back and knew I was hurting him but couldn’t stop…

I think my body bucked up off the bed but Harrison pinned me down beneath his weight…

And then I came back to Earth and opened my eyes to the shadowed ceiling of Harrison’s bedroom as we lay on the bed together beneath a shaft of moonlight.

“I—I don’t even know…” I stammered, trying to formulate some kind of sentence.

“I do,” Harrison whispered into my ear. “That was the most incredible moment of my life.”

“Really?” I asked, eager to hear anything he had to say to me.

“Yes, princess. And I’m going to make sure we both have many, many more of them.”

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