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She slowly lifted her head, dragging her mouth over his cock agonizingly slowly, dropping a final kiss against him.

With a groan, Bronx rolled over, pulling Cora on top of him. The sudden shift in position left her slightly breathless, her body poised above his. Her heartbeat hammered against his chest, mirroring the frantic pace of his own. This close, her scent enveloped him, a heady mix of vanilla, jasmine, and pure feminine desire that threatened to overwhelm his senses.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice hoarse with emotion as he prepared to fully join with the woman who was quickly becoming his entire world.

Cora nodded, her expression resolute. “I’m ready,” she whispered.

“Remember, you’re in charge,” Bronx told her, wanting to ensure she felt safe and comfortable in every way possible.

Cora hesitated for a moment as she fully took in the meaning of his words, her eyes flickering with what he read as anxiety. It was as if she had never been in control like this before. Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself, her small hands resting on his broad chest. “Okay,” she said, her voice filled with conviction. “I’m in charge.”

As she positioned herself above him, he could feel the heat radiating from her body, matching the intensity of his own desire. With one hand, she reached down, taking hold of Bronx’s cock and guiding it toward her slick entrance. At the sensation of pressing against her, he couldn’t suppress a gasp.

She paused, her gaze flickering to his face.

“Are you all right?” Bronx asked. His strong hands gripped her hips, ready to offer support if needed.

“Yes, I’m okay,” she whispered.

Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, her body stretching to accommodate his size.

“God,” Bronx groaned, his voice darkening with lust and awe. “You feel so incredible.”

“Bronx,” she breathed, her voice a mix of wonder and adoration as she began to move atop him. Each deliberate motion brought on new waves of sensation, and Bronx marveled at the power Cora held over him.

“Take your time,” Bronx encouraged her, his hands caressing her hips as they moved in sync. “We have all night.”

Chapter 16

TOGETHER, CORA AND BRONXexplored each other’s bodies, their bond growing stronger with every touch, every kiss, and every shared breath.

Cora’s small hands found purchase on Bronx’s broad shoulders, her nails digging into the taut muscles as she began to rock her hips. The sensation of being filled by him was both foreign and exhilarating; it simultaneously grounded her in the present moment and transported her to a realm of pure sensation.

“Bronx,” she gasped, her eyes wide with the intensity of her pleasure. “It feels so…so good.”

“Come again for me,” he whispered encouragingly, his strong hands gripping her waist, guiding her movements with a gentle but insistent pressure.

A soft moan escaped Cora’s lips as she continued to ride him, the rhythm of their bodies quickening as they surrendered to their primal instincts. Her fear and anxiety had been replaced by an overwhelming need for more—more of Bronx, more of this connection that seemed to transcend their physical union.

“Touch yourself,” Bronx urged her, his voice thick with desire. “I want to see you come undone.”

At the thought, her cheeks flushed. She hesitated for a moment, her breath hitching in her throat as she considered what he was asking of her. But then she looked into his eyes, saw the tenderness and the passion that burned within them, and she found herself unable to refuse him.

With trembling fingers, she reached down between their sweat-slicked bodies and began to stroke herself, her touch light and hesitant at first but quickly growing bolder as the sensations intensified. The combination of Bronx’s cock buried deep inside her and her own fingers working their magic sent shock waves of pleasure coursing through her body, each one building upon the last until she could no longer hold back the tide.

“Bronx,” she cried out, her entire body tensing as her orgasm washed over her in a glorious, all-consuming wave. “Oh God… It’s…so intense!”

“Let it out, love,” he urged her, his own body straining beneath hers as he fought to maintain control. “Don’t be afraid.”

Cora’s climax continued to ripple through her, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she clung to Bronx for support. She had never felt anything so powerful, so completely overwhelming, and through it all, he was there, steady and strong, a rock upon which she could anchor herself.

The room was filled with the mingled scents of their passion clinging to every surface. Cora’s orgasm pulsed through her, the intensity of her pleasure mirrored in the tight grip of her muscles around Bronx. His cock jumped inside her, as if he was teetering on the edge of his own release.

“Bronx,” she gasped, her eyes wide and filled with a desperate need that echoed his own. “I want you to come with me…please.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice echoing with his struggle to hold back the storm brewing within him.

“Yes,” Cora whispered, her fingers digging into his back as she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to share this with you…all of it.”

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