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He pumped in and out of me, rough and ruthless, each stroke like a firebrand inside me, his fingers digging into the back of my neck, the other hand gripping my hip so tightly I could already feel the bruises rising beneath his touch.

Every inch of me burned, my skin, my muscles, my nerve endings. Everything was on fire and the only thing I could do was hold onto my ass cheeks and moan, the sounds muffled, strangled, broken.

The bed shook beneath us, and the sound of skin against skin echoed around us like a symphony. He grunted with every stroke, and the sound made my pussy clench even more, made me want him even more.

His pace quickened. His breath was ragged. My pulse was roaring in my ears. Then he released his hand on my hip, circling it around my body so that his finger settled directly on my clit.

A gasp flew out of my lips and his chuckle was dark and dirty as he started to stroke that sensitive nub.

“Do you like it when Daddy’s cock is buried deep inside your ass, bad girl?”

I moaned.

“Answer me,” he growled, his finger rubbing slow, firm circles around my clit.

“Yes,” I managed. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Do you want Daddy to come inside this naughty little asshole? Do you want to feel my seed spilling out of your pretty little hole?”

“Daddy, please,” I tried, not wanting to admit such a filthy thought had me on the edge of orgasm. I tried not to imagine the sight of my poor punished ass leaking with his cum, but it was impossible.

He rubbed my clit faster, fucked me harder, and the image bloomed in my mind, so vivid, so real, so hot.

Oh, my God… I was going to come.

Like this, with his fingers on my clit and his cock driving deep into my freshly belted bottom.

And just like that, the pressure exploded.

It was unlike any orgasm I’d ever had. Like the pleasure was coming from the deepest part of me, like he’d unlocked some secret inside my body that left me feeling wild and free and reckless.

All of a sudden, I was flying.

Falling.

Soaring.

It was everything and it was too much, and I was gasping and whimpering and crying. Then he thrust deep, his cock bottoming out and stretching my ass so full that I saw stars.

When my climax began to fade, I sagged against the bed, overwhelmed, oversensitive, and so sore. He slowed for a second and for a fleeting moment, I thought my punishment was over, that maybe he was close, but then he started fucking me all over again like a ruthless beast claiming his mate.

A wave of panic surged through me at the realization that this was far from over.

He pumped his hips, slamming into me again and again. My body was racked with sensation, and the only thing I could do was lie there, bent over the bed, and take every brutal stroke, the sound of his cock burying deep inside me echoing through the room.

“Come for Daddy, bad girl,” he demanded.

He pinched my overly sensitive clit and thrust into me hard enough to force the air out of my lungs. My knees buckled and a scream flew out of my mouth, my vision blurred, and the pressure burst all over again.

A moan slipped off my tongue, and he thrust deep, so deep that the world spun and shattered around me.

“It hurts, Daddy,” I whined.”Please—it’s too much?—”

“I know, baby girl, but you’re taking it so well. I am looking right at how your naughty little asshole isstretched aroundmy cock. It feels so good inside this tight little hole. Daddy can’t wait to come inside it, but you’re going to come several more times before he does.”

Raw panic shot straight down to my clit.

His fingers worked me roughly, and I didn’t know how many more orgasms I could take.