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Ripping my mouth from her pussy, I stood up, grabbed the baby blue collar from the sheets and fisted her wrists. With trembling hands, I pinioned them together. Every dirty thing I’d wanted to say to her spilled out as I trembled and shook and prepared to take this woman so bloody deep and hard we’d both be bruised tomorrow.
“Goddammit, you’re a tease, Ves.” I secured her wrists tight. “See what you’ve done to me. You’ve ruined me. Goddamn ruined me for anyone else.”
Her eyes fell to my cock.
I didn’t have the patience to rip off her blouse or remove my jeans. Clothing was forgotten as I pushed down my boxer-briefs to mid-thigh and once again grabbed her hips. “You’re going to be ridden now, you naughty, filthy girl. Ridden so damn deep, you’ll taste me inside you for days.”
“Yes!”
Her body draped over the edge of the bed while I stood up. I could throw her higher up the mattress; I could flip her to take her doggy, but tonight I felt like something new.
Hoisting her hips into my arms, I angled her pussy until it touched the top of my cock. I held her there, my knees wedged against the side of the bed, my hips poised to thrust.
Her body was all sleek angles and shadows as her hands remained above her head.
“Are you ready to be fucked by this very obedient but entirely out of patience man?”
She nodded, biting her lip.
“Are you ready to come for me, scream for me, promise you’ll forever be mine?”
She threw her head back. “Yes! I promise.”
“In that case—” I thrust forward. My cock entered her in one swift erotic impale. One second cold air around me, the next hot, hot Vesper. Her inner muscles seized, fighting me and welcoming me at the same time. “—you can fucking have me.”
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Vesper
WORDS.
Who cared about words?
I certainly didn’t when Ryder pounded into me.
And I used the word pounded because that was exactly what he did.
His cock pounded.
His passion pounded.
Everything between us unsaid and known pounded.
Again and again and again.
The bed rocked as he fucked me.
The mattress creaked as he made love to me.
And through it all, all I could think about was how much he meant to me after such a short amount of time. How this level of attraction and lust and togetherness wasn’t common and was worth so much more than what we originally thought.
“Fuck, Vesper. I need to come so bad.” Ryder hoisted my hips higher until the only contact I had were my shoulder blades on the bed and his hands holding me in position for his cock. He never stopped riding me just like he promised. In and out. Down and up. Driving me mad, mad, mad.
The orgasm he’d almost given me with his tongue detonated back into business.
“Come.” I gasped. “I’ll be with you.”