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Her body quivered with anxiety, waiting for the bite; for the pain…

But again he built her pleasure, this time in her nipples, leaving Trish’s pussy untouched except for brushes of his erect cock over her splayed lips that left her whimpering and trying to tilt her hips up for more contact.

When he released her breasts, they ached for more, and Trish moaned, trying to thrust them up.

Which, of course, was when he pressed his cock to her pussy and thrust in, hard, and Trish shrieked with surprise and hot discomfort as she stretched around him. The plug in her ass had lengthened and widened to a much larger size than the one she normally wore, and there was less room for his dick than usual. Her cry was erotic agony as much as pleasure and it rose higher went he bent over to bite down on one pert nipple.

Trish was helpless beneath Jordan as he began to thrust. He alternated his attention between her nipples, biting and sucking hard enough for the little buds to throb and sting nearly as badly as her ass. Hard fingers dug into her chastised cheeks, and then the plug inside her began tomove.

At least, it felt like movement. It shrank and expanded rhythmically, so even though it wasn’t being thrust in and out of her hole, it felt that way.

Jordan fucked her to the rhythm of the plug’s thrusts, timing them together, and Trish writhed with passion as he plowed into her without mercy.

It was everything she’d craved. Everything she’d wanted. Everything she’d hoped for.

Her body clenched and spasmed as he pounded between her legs, every muscle in Jordan’s body straining to bury his cock in her as deeply and as often as possible. Pinned beneath him, her lower body bouncing with the rhythms of his thrusts and far too out of her control for any movement on her part, there was nothing Trish could do but take his cock.

Jordan’s fingers slid between her cheeks to touch something on the base of the plug, and Trish’s high scream filled the room as the plug began to vibrate, as well. Her legs tried to kick as the monstrous orgasm overwhelmed her, drowning her in ecstasy edged with jagged nips of pain that only made her pleasure feel stronger by comparison.

Her body throbbed, contracted, and Jordan rode her through her orgasm until Trish was limp beneath him before he released the reins of his control and filled her with his cum.

Spooned around Trish’s form, Jordan could feel the softness of her teddy bear, which she’d curled up around as soon as he’d passed to her. Her face was buried in the bear’s fur, but she’d nestled her hot ass into his groin, the fingers of one hand wound about his, clutching his hand to the bear as tightly as she clutched the bear to her chest.

Jordan feathered soft kisses over the back of her neck, and his chest tightened.

“You are my everything,” he whispered.

A soft, gentle moment passed as he pressed more kisses to her skin, holding her, cuddling her, protecting her.

“I love you too,” she whispered back.