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Mine. Mine. Mine.
Palming her plump ass, I can’t be stopped. I rip at her cotton panties. To my dark delight, they don’t snap free. They tear up the middle, splitting the soft fabric.
She gasps at my savagery as I grumble, “Such a good girl with ripped panties. You know what you do to me, don’t you?” Reaching down, I aim the tip of my swollen cock, pressing it to her entrance. “Now tease your tight little cunt over my dick until you’re ready to be fucked hard like a dirty girl.”
“God, Jace,” she rasps, lowering her slick opening, teasing my sensitive crown. “I love you being this way with me.”
Because she’s been so censured, so arrested by shame, but now she’s free with me. Free and safe and so goddamned loved.
“Smokeshow, you have no idea how I’m going to corrupt your little cunt.” I barely thrust my tip into her. “You want that, don’t you? To be bad with me?”
She bites her lip. “Yes, Daddy.” Circling her hips, she swirls her cream over my crown. “Corrupt me. Make me be a bad little slut for you.”
Holy fuck,she’s driving me goddamn wild.
Holding her, I make her trust my strength, lying back in my grasp as I lean down, laving my tongue over her hard little nipple.
She writhes with a moan.
Fuck, I’m salivating over them.
She’s so sensitive, and I crave it, can’t fucking live without it. Tonguing her nipple. Sucking harder and harder. She cries out, sinking down, stretching her slick cunt over my raw tip.
A growl crawls up my throat.
The erotic sensation is made more lustful by the fact that I’m still wearing my shirt. It’s unbuttoned. It’s kinky as fuck with my hard cock, jutting out of my pants, no boxers on, and probing into her waiting pussy. Her innocent, ripped panties tickling my dick.
I devour her other breast, licking and sucking and losing my goddamn mind for how Vivian trusts me. Letting me hold her, tease her, pleasure her until she’s ready.
It makes my hands move down, lewdly pulling her ass cheeks apart. She moans as I gently bite her breast while I push my crown into her wet cunt, feeling it gape open for me.
“Jace, please,” she cries. “Fuck me now.”
I can’t stop sucking her tits, huffing over them, living for them. “You need to be ready.”
Or maybe I’m not.
Because my soul knows how much I’ve wanted Vivian. Adored her. Ached for her. Fell for her and broke into a thousand pieces every day, coming at the thought of her.
Of this.
Of finally fucking her and never stopping.
I can’t be stopped.
Once I’m inside Vivian, I’ll be a changed man. I won’t care about any day before her because my world will dive inside hers and never return.
This is what I meant, telling Grant I can’t feel hatred when I’m about to drown in love. When I’m about to let everything go to be with my woman, my light.
“I’m ready, Jace. Please.” She uses her strength, pulling at my neck, making me stand, and lifting her body with mine.
“What if I hurt you?” I’m right there, stretching her, feeling her.Fuck, she’s wet.
“You won’t hurt me.” Her voice grows dark, dirty, and determined. “I like a little pain with my pleasure.”
Hell fucking yes, I give it to her. I anchor to her eyes.
Slowly, I lower her hips, controlling them, feeling her tight, slick pussy resisting my throbbing dick. Every inch I claim inside her is going to be a battle, and I’m the beast, loving the fight. “Oh fuck, Vivian.” I penetrate, pressing, pushing, pulsing. “Fuucckk, baby,you feel so good.”
