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No hesitation. No boundaries.

The way I crave her, the way I feel her hunger reflected in me, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever known. I can’t let go of this. Of her. I can’t walk away.

If I was a better man, I would. She’s too young, too innocent, to be thrown into my world. But I can’t bring myself to care. I want her. And when I want something, nothing and no one will stop me from having it.

Her hips grind over me, my cock throbbing for her. She can make me hard with a single stare. That’s how much power she has.

My fingers slither between us, finding her pussy still soaked. My God, I want her. Need her again before she’s gone for days.

I should fuck her right here. It’s dark enough outside. The windows are tinted. No one here but us. Pushing her back a little, I reach for my belt, my eyes glued to hers as I undo it, lowering my zipper down slow.

“What are you doing?” Her tone is urgent and aroused as she catches my movements.

“Lift up,” I demand, sliding my pants down just enough to get my dick out.

Her eyes widen when I stroke myself, her exhales growing raspier.

“Like that?”

She nods, her tongue snaking out.

“Can’t wait to have this pussy raw so I can feel you stretch around me.”

Her chest falls in quick succession while I reach for a condom in my pocket and rip off the wrapper before slipping it on.

“Slide those panties to the side.”

She does as she’s told, exposing her glistening cunt, and all I want is to taste it and fuck it until she can’t move her legs.

Before she can protest, I push my seat all the way back and toss her onto the wheel, her startled yelp filling the air. Her legs are over my shoulders, my hands on her hips as I maneuver her closer until my tongue slides up her pussy.

I let out a deep growl, pulling her clit into my eager mouth, nibbling softly as she moves against me, desperate for everything I give, while the horn blares beneath her.

“Shit,” she chokes on the word, positioning her arms so she doesn’t hit it again.

She jolts with a moan when I work her faster, my tongue plunging in deep before I’m sucking and flicking her again. Nothing beats the taste of her: raw, intoxicating, mine.

“Yes that’s it…” She stares right at me, making me insane as she grinds into me.

And when I swirl my tongue over her flesh this time, she grabs fistfuls of my hair and cries out while I continue to taste her, to feed my own crazed depravity. Her walls spasm, giving me every drop, but I want more. I’d fuck her for hours and not let her leave if I could.

When her body starts to ease, I know she’s through, but I’m not.

I lower her back down on my lap, positioning the crown of my cock at her entrance. Slowly, I push her down onto it, sinking inch after inch into her perfect wet cunt, watching the way her face twists up in both pleasure and pain.

“That’s it, baby. You can take it.”

She circles her hips around me, her hands clinging to my shoulders, and with a single thrust, she’s filled completely.

“Oh God, Cillian!” Her core shudders.

“Ride me, baby.” I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze. “I want you to use me and make yourself come while I play with your clit.”

She nods and starts to move, my eyes on hers while she takes everything from me.

Body. Soul. My beating heart.

And in this moment, I realize she has me completely, and there’s no turning back now.