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“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking tight. Your pussy, it’s sucking me in. You’ve been dreaming of this, haven’t you? Tell me you have, Olivia.”

“Yes, yes, I’ve been dreaming of this.”

“Thoughts of my cock pushing into you keep you up all night, baby. You’ve been such a patient fucking girl for me, haven’t you? Waiting for two long years until you couldn’t wait any longer, isn’t that right?”

“Mmhmm.”

He pushes himself all the way in, his head rubbing against my G-spot as he pulls back out.

“So you took what you wanted, didn't you, Killer?”

He pushes in again agonizingly slow. He huffs a breath from his nose, mediating his breathing, but the grip of his fingers against my thighs tells me he’s very much a man who is on the edge of losing himself.

“You tookme.”

Thrust.

“You wantedme.”

Thrust.

“You wantedthis.”

Thrust.

“Begging me for it.”

Thrust.

He pushes his palm flat on my lower stomach, somehow building the pressure tenfold as his pace quickens. His words speak directly to my pussy as it drenches him with its own praise.

“You’re mine, Olivia.Fucking mine. You took me, andnow I belong to you. You have me whenever you want me.”

“Austin, please . . . I’m so close. I’m begging you.”

“Beg, baby, beg me to let you come.”

And I know he won't let me until I do. The pressure building brings me so close. His filthy words act as their own extension of his cock, rubbing every pleasure spot I have until I’m at the point of no return. The slap of our skin mixes with my moans. He grunts as his cock swells, pushing against my walls, demanding more room. I clench around him and he hisses, slowing himself.

Now I know what he likes.

“How are those legs, baby? Ready for a ride?”

“Yes, please let me.”

He leans down, snakes one arm around my back, then flips me so he’s underneath, all without pulling out. I slam down hard, and I swear the tip of his cock hits my cervix, causing me to cry out. His hands are straight back on my hips, and I’m learning that it’s his favorite part of me. He controls the rhythm until I grip his fingers off me.

“I set the pace, cowboy,” I whisper in his ear as I roll my hips over his cock.

I place his hands on my breasts, and he takes no time before pinching my already hard nipples before lifting himself up and rolling his warm, wet tongue around my hardened bud.

Bracing myself on the headboard as I roll myself over and over his thick length, bringing myself to the edge of insanity.

“Use me, Olivia. Use my cock. Take what’s yours.”

“I’m gonna come, Austin. I need to comenow.”

“Beg me, baby.”