Page 63 of Playboy Pitcher

“See, maybe. Touch?” I pull her straps down, barely breathing as the material pools at her waist, exposing the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen. “Fuck no,” I growl. Bending my head, I lick one from bottom to top. “If another man puts his hands on you, he’ll be a dead one.”

Willow weaves her fingers through my hair as I continue to lick, but it’s not enough. I need to possess all of her. Diving my hand between her legs, I sink two fingers into her pussy and pump.

“Oh God…Ben!”

“Is that what you like, dirty girl? Or do you want it rougher?” She screams as I shove my fingers deeper, and it’s music to my ears. “That’s what I thought. We’re two sides of the same fucked-up coin, sweetheart. All you’ve known is pain, so that’s what gets you off.” Just to emphasize my point, I thrust harder, causing her to gasp. “I know what you need and how you need it.” I also know the moment her greedy little pussy clenches around my fingers, my words tripped a switch in her. “Come, Willow. Come hard.”

My reluctant rebel lets out a shrill scream, her nails all but drawing blood through my shirt. But I don’t relent, finding that one spot I know will send her over the edge. “Shit! Shit! Ben!” Ripples start in her thighs, and as they rush up the rest of her body, she squeezes her eyes shut and screams my name again.

Shoving my fingers in my mouth, I lick them clean once more.

Fuck, I can’t get enough.

Her eyes are still glazed over as I pull a condom from the center console. By the time I get it on, my dick feels like steel.If I’m not inside her in the next five seconds, I might pass out.Steadying her over me, I look up into those creamy brown eyes. “Guide me,” I command hotly.

Without breaking eye contact, Willow reaches between our bodies and wraps her small hand around my cock. Positioning it at her entrance, she blinks once and holds her breath.

“Willow?”

“Yeah?”

“Breathe.”

Her eyebrows bunch, but she obeys.Good girl.Just as she starts to exhale, I slam her hips down, impaling her onto my cock.

No warning. No gentleness. No patience.

We both throw our heads back, Willow screaming at the sudden invasion, and me cursing at the blinding pleasure.

Jesus Christ.

It’s more.She’smore. So much more than I imagined.

Tighter. Wetter. Hotter.

Justmore.

“Ben…” she cries.

I know I’m too much for her. There’s not an inch of her I don’t own. Her pussy no longer belongs to her. There’s no escape now. No turning me away. She’ll never get me out.

Not only have I claimed her, but I’ve ruined her.

“Willow, I have to move, baby,” I grit between clenched teeth.

“You’re too big.” I look up to see a tear roll down her cheek. “Please don’t.”

I don’t bother wiping it away. I like it there. My nostrils flare in restraint as I hold her face in my hands. “Let it hurt, and I promise I’ll make you come so hard you’ll beg for more.” She shakes her head. “Look at me. Leap, remember?”

She nods, but she’s still not letting go. It’s okay. I know what she needs even if she doesn’t. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, Willow.”

She blinks, those thick, dark lashes fanning across her wet cheeks. “I want you to fuck me.”

Gripping her hips, I lift her up until only the tip of my cock remains inside of her. “Fuck youhow?”

We lock eyes. “Like an animal.”

That’s all I need. Slamming her back down, I start a punishing rhythm she tries to keep up with. Keeping one hand locked on her hip, I cup the other under her ass, digging my fingers into her flesh as I drive into her.