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I saw her respiration change, her breathing go shallow. Something inside her had broken.

“Yes.”

The shift was almost immediate. Her legs began quivering. She arched her back.

“Tell me again.”

“YES.”

My fingers slid downward, applying rough pressure as I cupped her sex. She was spectacularly wet. Soaked through, to be more accurate.

With a flick of my thumb I pried her panties aside, exposing her. Laying her bare.

She gasped at the feel of my thick, swollen crown. I stopped for a moment, keeping it poised tantalizingly at her warm, glistening entrance.

“The headboard…” she somehow managed to squeak. For some r

eason she inched forward again on the linens. Her fingers curled into talons, trying to claw her way across the shimmering ocean of satin. “Do me up against—”

The fingers of my right hand sifted their way into her hair. I rolled the knuckles and pulled hard, arching her back with a moan.

“Now who’s running away?”

I felt her relent, her body relax and surrender. With a groan of submission, she turned and buried her cheek against the comforter. Face down, ass up, she looked like the statue of some perverted, porcelain goddess.

“Do it then,” she moaned, breathlessly.

“Do what?” I growled into her ear.

She swallowed bitterly, like she was taking medicine. Then she answered.

“FUCK ME.”

I rose up and crashed down, sinking gloriously into her. Plunging all the way into her depths, as my brain overloaded with pleasure.

God…

Damn.

Her lips were pursed, open just enough to let out a sharp hiss of air. In the semi-darkness, I saw her brows come together. Her expression could’ve been pain, or sheer ecstasy, or anywhere in between.

“Ohhhhh…”

She moaned, and I got my answer. She reached back for me with both arms. Ten sharp fingernails dug deep into the flesh of my ass, breaking the skin. Pulling me into her.

“Fuck.”

I began pumping her with a steady rhythm, feeling the heat and electricity rising between us. Every stroke was molten fire. Every time I bottomed out, her cries seemed to rise in pitch and volume.

“Oh, FUCK… Oh shit… Oh… Oh….”

She was swearing and cursing. Screwing her eyes shut, while throwing her hair wildly from side to side. Her shadowed face was a mask of concentration… and what looked to be raw, unchecked lust. I kept her body pressed tightly against mine. My hands locked into the curve of her waist as she ground her ass hard, burying me even deeper.

It wasn’t the plan. It wasn’t supposed to go down like this.

But it was going down like this anyway.

Somehow in all the craziness we finished at the same time. I felt her body go tight, squeezing me from the inside as she was rocked with the stark-white euphoria of an earth-shattering climax. The visual of seeing her lose herself took the last of my resolve. I lost all control, my cock throbbing and pulsing as it went off, somewhere deep in her womb.