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Story: Dead Rinker

Scissoring into her with two fingers, her mouth falls open in surprise.

“You’ve got a tight pussy.”

“Yes, I…yes, that’s so fucking good.”

“Finally, I’ve got you right where I want you.” My tongue falls to her breasts, and I run hot circles over her pierced nipples. I’ve been with a lot of women, more than I can count, but never anyone pierced.

She squirms beneath me. “I want your dick.”

In an instant, I’m on my haunches as I lift her onto her hands and knees. Burying my face between her cheeks, I spread her wide and eat her pussy like it’s my last meal. It might as well be; nothing will ever taste this fucking good.

She cries out.

“The whole wedding party is going to know we’re fucking. Is that what you want, Princess? Do you want them to know I’ve got my tongue buried deep in your cunt?”

She doesn’t answer. But I hand her this reprieve.

Feral need washes over me, the sight of her on her knees, her glistening pussy ready for me to take. “Birth control?” I bite out.

“Yes.”

On my knees behind her, I sink all the way inside Katherine fucking Monroe. “Fuuuck,” I groan as I move further inside until I’m fully seated. “You know what else is tailored to me? This cunt.”

I smack her ass once. “That’s for making it so hard to finally fuck you.”

Twice. “That’s for your bratty mouth.”

She cries out with pleasure.

Three times, my handprint raised on her left cheek. “And that’s for not going bare when I said how I wanted you.”

My hips piston into her as I run my fingertips over the raised red skin on her ass. “I don’t think you’ll be able to sit on the plane tomorrow, but let’s test that out now.”

Sitting back on my heels, I pull her down with me. With her riding my cock, I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat. I can’t see her face, but by the way she whimpers with need, I know she likes it. “My Princess does like it rough, huh?”

“Make me come.”

“Beg for it.”

Rising up, she slams back down on my rock-hard dick. “I don’t beg. I take what I want.”

Teasing the bar through her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I lean forward and whisper in her ear. “If I give you what you want, you have to promise me that tonight won’t be the only night I’m inside you.”

Finishing with a kiss to the shell of her ear, her head falls forward as I thrust up and into her. My hand is still wrapped around her throat, her hair twisted around my other. “I’m going to unload any second.”

“I’m coming! Oh fuck, Jensen, I’m coming.”

I’m done. Fucking gone. Coming inside her with a roar. “All. Fucking. Mine.”

KATE

Best. Night’s. Sleep. Ever.

I stretch out but only get so far before I’m met with resistance.

Male resistance.

No. Way.