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"Oh fuck," she cries out, her back arching off the bed. "Right there."

I keep the pressure working her with my mouth and fingers until she's writhing beneath me, her thighs trembling on either side of my head. When I feel her getting close, I increase the pace, sucking harder on her clit as my fingers pump faster.

"Oh god, Evan, I'm coming!" Dahlia cries out, her body tensing beneath my mouth as she tumbles over the edge.

Her back arches beautifully off the bed, her thighs clamping around my head as pleasure rips through her.

I slowly withdraw my fingers from inside her and bring them to my mouth, making sure she's watching as I lick them clean.

"Fuck," she whispers, her chest still heaving. "That was..."

"Just the beginning," I finish for her, crawling up her body to capture her mouth in a deep kiss.

She moans against my lips. She slides her hands up my back and digs her nails into my shoulders in a way that sends sparks straight to my cock.

When I pull back, her eyes are dark and hungry despite her recent release. "I'm not stopping anytime soon," I tell her, brushing a curl from her flushed face. "You're going to get exactly what you want."

"Promise?" she challenges, a smile playing at the corners of her swollen lips.

"Oh, I promise," I say as I flip her onto her stomach. "Up," I command, tapping her hip.

She complies immediately, raising her ass in the air while keeping her chest pressed to the mattress. The sight of herpresented to me like this, her perfect ass in the air and her pussy glistening with arousal, nearly breaks my control.

"Evan," she gasps, looking back at me over her shoulder.

I run my hands over the smooth curve of her ass, squeezing the firm flesh. "Hold on tight, Dahlia," I warn, positioning myself behind her. "I can't hold myself back anymore."

I lean over her and press my chest against her back as I nip at her earlobe. She shivers beneath me, pushing back against my hardness. "I'm going to be rough," I whisper directly into her ear before sucking the sensitive flesh between my teeth.

She turns her head to catch my mouth in a fierce kiss. "I'm not made of glass," she breathes against my lips. "I don't break easily."

"Fuck," I swear, unable to wait another second.

I grip my cock, guiding it to her entrance, and thrust forward until I'm buried balls deep inside her. The sensation is overwhelming; she's tight, hot, and perfect around me.

"Jesus Christ," I groan as I dig my fingers into her hips to pull back and slam into her again.

"More," she demands, pushing back to meet each thrust.

I give her what she wants and set a punishing pace that has the headboard slamming against the wall. Each stroke drives deeperthan the last, and I can feel her tightening around me, already approaching another climax.

"That's it," I encourage, watching her face contort with pleasure. "Come for me again."

She clamps down on me as she shatters, a cry tearing from her throat. But I don't slow down. If anything, I increase my pace, fucking her through her orgasm and pushing her toward another.

"Evan!" she wails, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "Don't stop!"

"Wasn't planning on it," I grunt, continuing my relentless rhythm.

I grab her wrists, pulling them behind her back and holding them there with one hand. The position forces her chest lower and her ass higher, changing the angle of my thrusts. With my free hand, I reach around to find her clit, circling the sensitive bud in time with my movements.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she chants, her voice rising in pitch.

I can feel my own release building, as the pressure coils tight at the base of my spine. "I'm getting close," I warn. "I'm going to come inside you."

Instead of protesting, she pushes back harder against me, meeting each thrust with equal force. "Yes," she moans. "Fill me up."

Her words push me closer to the edge. I release her wrists to grip her hips with both hands, pounding into her with everything I have. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mixing with our heavy breathing and desperate moans.