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The wet sound of her cunt taking my cock is only just slightly drowned by her moans of ecstasy. It’s music to my ears.

Her body moves in sync with mine. Her walls pulse around my length, sending my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

I release her hair only to wrap my fingers around her throat. A naughty little smile spreads across her face. And when I squeeze, her walls tighten around me like a vise.

“You like being choked like a dirty whore?” I pant into her ear.

A bead of sweat trickles down her neck. Leaning forward, I lick from her shoulder to her jaw. Her mouth falls open and I watch her eyes roll to the back of her head. I feel the low moan that escapes her all the way to my balls.

“Yeah, you do,” I smirk. “You’re a dirty little whore who’s going to come on my cock while I steal the breath from your lungs.”

Body going rigid, face turning red, Sarah explodes. I’m nearly delirious at the feel of her release coating my cock.

I free her throat from my grasp, and she sucks in a breath.

“That’s a good girl,” I praise before pulling my cock out of her and laying her on her back. Her chest rises and falls, cheeks flushed, and pupils blown wide.

She’s fucking perfection.

I nestle between her thighs and plunge myself back inside her delicious cunt. Her back arches and she digs her nails into my biceps. I hiss when my skin breaks.

“You’re taking me so well, baby,” I rasp before quickly taking her full bottom lip between my teeth.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she begs.

Pulling her legs from behind my waist, I clasp them together and hold them by the ankles in one hand. Holding them slightly away from my body, I watch as her slick heat takes every single inch of my cock like she was made for it.

Her clit is swollen, pleading for attention and I oblige. I circle the pad of my thumb where I know she needs it the most. Even though her position makes it difficult, she rolls her hips, seeking out her release.

My teeth grind when her muscles nearly squeeze the life from my length. My balls tighten and I feel the rush of electricity shoot up my spine before I detonate.

Sinking my teeth into her calf, I piston my hips until I’ve filled her with every last drop of my cum.

She screams seconds before squirting, covering me and her legs with her release.

Pulling out, I release her ankles and press her knees into the mattress. Her cunt is swollen and glistening. A deep satisfied moan rumbles in my chest then I dip to run my tongue through her folds.

My eyes roll at the taste of our combined release hitting my tongue. When I pull away, she whimpers, and I chuckle. My hand grips her jaw when I move to hover above her.

Reading my mind, she opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue. Leaning forward, I spit. She swallows our cum and smiles seductively.

“Good fucking girl,” I praise.

Then I slam my lips against hers.

* * *

“Drink this.”

Sarah spins around from where she stands facing the bathroom mirror. She’s put her damp hair into a bun on the top of her head and she wears the white button-up shirt I wore to the club.

After we were sated enough to untangle ourselves from one another, we got into the shower. Only to fuck against the tile.

This woman’s stamina rivals my own. It’s utterly surprising. She matched everything I gave, making me want to give her so much more.

She reaches over and takes the glass of water from my grasp. Those crystal-blue eyes watch me over the rim as she gulps down every drop.

“Thanks.” She smiles, handing me the glass.

Taking it, I set it on the counter and cage her in, forcing her to take a step back. My gaze slowly roams over her face, which is completely void of any blemish.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I whisper in awe.

I’ve seen and fucked many women in my life but not one of them holds a flame to the woman standing in front of me.

A small blush rises up her neck and to her cheeks. I smile softly then bring up a hand to caress her skin.

“I like seeing you in my shirt, mo réalta .”

Her brows furrow at the term of endearment, but she doesn’t ask me to translate, and I don’t offer. Instead, I cup the back of her neck and bring her lips to mine.

She melts into me, and I move my hands to wrap around her slender waist. A low groan rises in my chest when a whimper escapes her.

My phone pings, and she pulls away. Her eyes are nearly Cobalt, and they’re filled with the same hunger I’m sure is swirling in my own.

I wink before spinning on my heel to check the notification.

I reply with a thumbs up then toss the phone onto the nightstand.

When I raise my head, Sarah is leaning against the door frame of the bathroom. She watches me with a guarded expression that I don’t understand.

“You good?” I ask, stepping toward her.

She shakes her head as if clearing it. “Of course. Just got lost in my thoughts for a second.” The smile she gives me with tight and her eyes plead for me to leave the topic alone.

“Okay… Well, that was Declan. He said he booked a spa day for you and Paige for tomorrow morning.”

I chuckle when an excited smile spreads across her face, and she shimmies her shoulders.

“Great sex and a day at the spa? Where have you guys been all my life?” she teases. I roll my eyes in amusement and smirk.

“Great sex, huh?” I grip her chin with my thumb and forefinger, tipping her head up so she’s looking into my eyes. “Not mind-blowing, completely ruined for anyone else, sex?”

Her eyes narrow in thought for a split second. “I mean…” she shrugs. “I’ve had better.”

“Oh yeah?”

Her lips roll inward as she tries to suppress a smile. Leaning forward, I trail my nose up her neck, and she shivers.

“It seems like someone’s bratty side is coming out to play,” I whisper in her ear.

“I’m always bratty,” she breathes, chest rapidly rising and falling.

“Mmm. I might have to do something about that.” I flick her ear with the tip of my tongue.

She presses her palm against my bare chest. “What are you going to do about it?” she whispers.

“Nothing right now.” I shrug then spin on my heel and stride to my room, leaving her standing with wide eyes and a slackened jaw.

“Um, what?” Her bare feet pad lightly on the floor.

She stands in front of me, brows furrowed and confusion marring her face. “What the fuck was that?”

I peer down at her with a smug look on my face. “I don’t think you can handle another round with me.”

I’m goading her, seeing what she’ll do.

Fire blazes in her eyes as she growls and roughly presses a finger into my chest. “I can handle whatever you throw my way, buddy . ”

In a flash, I’m wrapping my hand around her throat, shoving her against the wall. I expected her to gasp but instead a satisfied smile lifts her lips. She leans into my grasp, bringing her face inches from mine.

“I like being choked like a dirty whore, remember?” My cock jumps in my sweatpants. She eyes me up and down then licks her lips. “Are you going to teach me a lesson, big boy? Or do I have to find someone who will?”

The thought of her with anyone but me sends rage through my body. “Kneel,” I growl and release her throat.

Her eyes remain focused on mine as she slowly lowers herself to the ground. I shove my sweatpants down my legs, my aching cock standing at full attention.

I’ve never had so much sex in such a short amount of time, I’m honestly surprised the damned thing still works.

She leans forward and licks the tip, pulling a hiss from me. I grip her hair tightly. “Did I say you could lick my cock, mo réalta ?” Her eyes narrow and she slowly shakes her head.

“No, I didn’t. Only good girls get to enjoy licking and sucking my cock. Brats get their faces fucked until they’re a drooling, crying mess.” I pull her head back and she snarls.

“Hands behind your back.”