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Seth practically dragged me to his bedroom and flung me onto the bed. He wasted no time pulling off his shirt and kicking off his jeans. I tossed my dress over my head, letting it drop to the floor.

He took a moment to stand at the foot of the bed, gazing down at me with a dark, intense stare.

“You’re gorgeous,” he said, and I flushed at the praise.

He crawled between my legs, spreading me wide open. He kissed up one thigh as he pulled down my already damp panties. He inhaled slowly, eyes transfixed.

“So fucking wet for me,” he breathed.

He wasted no time, latching his mouth onto my clit and sucking hard. I cried out, panting heavily as he used his tongue and lips to work me into a frenzy. My hips bucked against him, wanting more.

He pressed a finger against my entrance and slipped it inside, pumping in and out. My head fell back, eyes squeezing shut at the unexpected pleasure. He added a second and I choked out a cry at the stretch, at the sensation of being filled.

I was so close, the pressure inside me building up, ready to topple over the edge.

Seconds before I found my release, Seth backed off. I groaned in disappointment, whining in the back of my throat.

“Why’d you stop?” I moaned.

“You’ve already had this lesson,” Seth said with an evil glint in his eyes. “Now it’s time for another.”

My heart jumped a beat.

“Get up,” he said.

Confused, I raised myself up on my elbows.

“Now turn around,” he said. “On your knees.”

I let out a shivery exhale, understanding. I did as he said, turning around on the mattress until I was on my hands and knees.

Seth rummaged around in his bedside drawer for protection, then quickly returned. He ran a soothing hand down my spine and I arched my back in pleasure, my hips tilting up until I was exposed to the cool air. He followed the curve until he was stroking my bare ass. He dragged two fingers up the valley between my legs, exploring my folds. My inner muscles clenched in anticipation.

His hard length nudged my thigh as he positioned himself. He gripped my hips with both hands.

“You ready?” he asked.

Even as my arms and legs trembled, I nodded, more than ready for him to get on with it. I was aching, throbbing, dying for his touch.

With one smooth push, Seth entered me. He let out a low groan of pleasure as I exhaled with a moan. His fingers dug into my skin. I didn’t care if he left bruises. I just wanted him to continue.

“More,” I choked out.

He did as I commanded, pulling out then thrusting back in again.

My mouth dropped open, lips parting as I let out a continuous series of pleading noises, sharp gasps, and low cries. I fisted the sheets in my hands, my fingers and toes curling and flexing in pleasure.

Seth draped himself over my back, placing sucking kisses on the nape of my neck even as he continued thrusting.

My lungs burned with exertion and my limbs were straining. I was on the verge of exploding into a million pieces, the pleasure inside me reaching higher and higher heights. But it wasn’t quite enough. I needed something more.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” Seth murmured into my ear. “You want to come on my cock, don’t you?”

I inhaled sharply and nodded fervently.

Seth brought a hand to my clit, playing with me as expertly as he played his drums, and I lost it completely. I shrieked, my eyes flying open at the intensity of my orgasm. My inner muscles clamped down hard, squeezing around him. Seth groaned out loud and slammed his hips against mine in furious thrusts, his cock twitching and throbbing as he joined me.