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Wetting his fingers, he used my juice to coat my asshole, drawing salacious circles around the tight entrance. I was completely gone at that point, loose and relaxed, ready to succumb to this man.

If he wanted my ass, he could have it. If he wanted to fuck me until my legs went numb and my voice went soundless, he could do that. I was at his mercy, charged and willing to explore his sexual prowess.

Placing his palm on my belly, the tip of his cock tempted my asshole, pushing in just a little, then pulling away swiftly. “Have you done this before?” he asked, pressing against my puckered hole again and massaging it softly.

“No,” I said through heavy breaths, lifting my arm above my head and wrapping his neck.

“I'll be gentle, I'll take my time.” His crown popped inside my ass and a slight burn radiated around my behind, shooting through my thighs. Porter stilled his hips, just letting the head of his dick rest inside me. “And I'll make you come so fucking hard.”

Moving his hand up over my chest, he curled it around my throat. His fingers tightened around my neck, thumb skimming over the vein and under my jaw. My mind was a total mess of need and sexual desire, I couldn't think of anything but slamming back just to end the torture.

I wanted to come, I needed to come, I had to come. My muscles were tensed, shaking and trembling as I waited for him to keep going.

“Why are you stopping?” I asked, scratching the back of his scalp with my nails.

Porter chuckled, a devious, dirty chuckle as he kissed the base of my neck. “Patience, Princess. If I move too quickly, this won't be fun for you. I need to work you, I need to make your ass crave me as badly as your pussy wants me.”

Clenching around his engorged crown, I wiggled my hips. “What if I don't want to be patient?” Tearing at his roots, I pushed my ass back, taking another inch of his dick. The burn returned, and I hissed, not expecting it.

“See, I don't want to hurt you. Let me do this, I'll make it so good you'll come over and over and you won't be able to stop.” His hand moved to cup my pussy, finger flicking my clit.

“Is that right?” My heart skipped, and a rush of tingles coursed through my belly and down my legs, making my toes curl.

“That's right.” Licking the shell of my ear, he went deeper with his cock as his hand worked my clit.

The burn was gone, and all I was left with was a buzzing sensation as he worked my sex. Moaning, I rocked my waist, grinding mindlessly against his hand. Porter started to thrust, pulling back to his ridge and gliding back in with ease.

The tip of his cock was hitting a spot inside and I couldn't stop myself from letting out a loud moan. My lungs struggled to take in air as his hips piston and each thrust speared that special place inside my ass.

Closing my eyes, I rode his hand as he fucked me, building the orgasm up, only to have him slap it down before it stole me away.

“Uh, uh,” he tisked, splitting two fingers around my pussy lips and removing his touch from my clit. “Not yet, not until I'm ready.”

Tipping my head back, I tucked myself under his chin, groaning with frustration. “You're mean, that's not right at all.”

“If you come now, then this won't feel as good. I want to come with you, I want to feel your clit as it spills over my hand and I blow my load in your ass.”

“Fuck, you're dirty.” The words came out on nothing but air as I grounded my ass down on his cock. “I want to feel you come in me. I want to feel your cock pulse as you fill me up.”

Porter let out a savage grunt, curling his arm up under mine, and holding my shoulder. Using his other hand, he stroked my clit with the pads of his fingers, sending wave after wave of ecstasy through my muscles.

He wanted me to wait, he wanted us to come together, but if he didn't come soon, there wouldn't be anything I could do to stop myself.

His furry base tickled my ass cheeks as he plowed deep, so deep I could feel him hit the entrance of my pussy from inside. Faster and faster his finger worked my swollen nub, and I couldn't stop.

The orgasm was right there, it came and it took me, it surged through my veins and caused my lungs to hold still. I didn't inhale, I didn't exhale, I just held my breath until I felt his cock begin to throb.

Porter stopped moving, his body hard as stone as his dick exploded, spilling hot come deep into my ass. My body was warm, tingling all over, and I didn't want to move.

Our legs were tangled, knotted in such a way that you couldn't tell whose leg was whose. Our breathing was in sync, chests rising and falling in unison as he snuggled his face into my hair.

“I don't know what to do, Emery. I just don't know now.” Holding me close, he squeezed me tight. “I don't want to risk my life anymore, but I don't know how to walk away.”

Unfurling himself from my back, Porter pushed on my shoulder, rolling me over so he could look at me. His eyes were serious, hardening as he stared down. “Before you, the only thing on my mind was killing those men. But now, now you're all I can think about. I know it's not worth it, and you're right, nothing will bring back my brother. . .” Pausing, the tips of his fingers tickled across my forehead, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “My life wasn't important, it meant nothing to me if I died trying to fix what I broke.”

I didn't speak, I just let him say what he needed to. My mouth was closed, my eyes were full, listening as intently as my ears.

“But then I found you and everything changed.”