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Grasping her breasts, he tugged at the sensitive flesh, his fingers squeezing her nipples hard.
Gretchen—his greedy, gorgeous lover—pleaded for more.
Their lips met, even as they panted for breath. He felt her fingernails score his shoulders and back as she tilted her hips, his cock hitting that magic spot inside.
“God!” she screamed, and he felt her release, felt her body explode around him.
Theo clenched his teeth so hard he feared he’d break them, but he was determined that this wouldn’t be the end. Not yet.
He rode out the storm, slowing his pace until her orgasm began to wane. Gretchen’s hands now rested by her head, palms up as if she was surrendering. It took a full minute before she recovered enough to realize he was still rock-hard and buried deep inside her.
“You’re going to kill me,” she said, her voice husky from her cries. “Kill me with orgasms.”
“Nah,” he said, kissing the tip of her nose. “You can take it. Because you’re not just my good girl, kitten, you’re one hell of a badass.”
Gretchen’s pussy clenched around him, letting him know without words just how much she liked that.
“So roll over, badass. Because I’m just getting started.”
Gretchen did as he said, or at least she tried, flopping to her stomach with all the strength of a rag doll. Once she was face down, he gripped her hips, pulling them up until she was supporting her weight with her knees.
Goddamn, she had one hell of an ass. Unable to resist, Theo lifted his hand and placed a light slap on the right cheek.
Gretchen jolted with surprise; he’d been careful to keep the tease light and painless.
When she looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes dark with desire, he nearly came right then and there.
“Do that again,” she said, in that demanding tone that he fucking loved. He loved seeing his little kitty’s claws come out, grabbing what she wanted.
He slapped the other ass cheek but kept the smack soft.
She shot him a look. “Do it like you mean it.”
Theo narrowed his eyes. “Gretchen,” he started.
“I love it, Theo. And I know you won’t hurt me. At least, not in a way that won’t ensure I come so hard I see stars. So do it like you mean it. Now.”
The second she imperiously added the word now, he gave her exactly what she—and he—wanted. He spanked her harder—though not as hard as he could, waiting for her response. When she moaned with desire and lifted her ass higher, he set himself free.
He spanked her a dozen more times, varying the placement and force, as Gretchen writhed beneath him, begging for more.
He could have kept going for hours, her pink ass something he would see in his dreams every night going forward, but he was only human, and his resistance was in tatters.
Gripping her hips, he guided his dick back to her opening, and this time, there was no slow entry. Instead, he pounded in, determined she would feel this tomorrow.
Up until now, he’d been a gentle lover, but he could see that wasn’t what she wanted or needed tonight.
His kitten was a wildcat, and it occurred to him, she’d learned a hell of a lot from those romance novels she loved to read so much.
Her hand appeared between their legs, and she palmed his balls, toying with them.
“Fuck,” Theo muttered, rubbing his hands over her pink ass, squeezing the flesh to keep the burn going.
“Yes!” she screamed. “God, yes. Theo!”
He bent over her back, even as his cock kept thrusting, relentlessly. “You feel that, kitten? Feel how deep I am? How wet you are? You were made for me.”
“Fate,” she reminded him breathlessly. “Inevitable.”