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Running the tip of him over my slit, I shivered. It had been a long time for me and I knew this was going to hurt but feel so damn good just the same.

I slowly lowered a little, the head of his cock now inside of me. Blowing out a slow breath, the slight burn from him stretching me forced all air from my lungs.

Cyrus’s jaw clenched but he still never touched me.

Placing my hands on his chest, I took a deep breath and dropped my body onto him in a single hard move.

He shouted out, his eyes rolling into the back of his head while a cry left my own mouth.

“Fuck, Ainsley.” He fisted the blankets beneath us. “So tight,” he panted.

The hairs on my body tingled, my eyes welling at the burn of something foreign being inside of my body. Lifting my body up a few inches, I slowly lowered back down and began riding him.

A groan fell between us, I couldn’t even be sure who made the noise.

Digging my nails into his chest, I used him as leverage and thrust my hips back and forth in hard, rough moves. I could feel the piercings lining his length, rubbing against the walls of my pussy. Knowing I was in full control made my body wetter and open to him even more.

“That’s it, baby. Take that control. It’s all yours.”

I took it, claimed it, and I made it fucking mine.

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(Cyrus)

Ihad meant what Isaid when I told her that I didn’t put the condom in my wallet because I assumed we were going to have sex today. Sure, it would be nice, but it wasn’t something I needed or would even consider hinting at until she was good and ready.

But now that she was riding me, I was thankful for that condom. While I was clean, and I knew that she was as well when Piper told me they did regular tests at the center, I didn’t want to take any chances.

Ainsley whimpered, her body bouncing up and down on my cock.

She was a sight to watch. Her breasts swayed with the movements; her nails dug into my chest. Her long blonde locks fell down around her shoulders. A glow hit her cheeks and I vowed to keep that glow there if she let me.

“Harder, pet,” I told her.

She cried out, circling her hips back and forth.