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Massaging me as her entire form quaked against my muscles.

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RAVEN

“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Oh, Hudson. Holy fuck, the things you do to me.”

He filled me up without a second thought and my God, did my body ever rise to the occasion. My nipples puckered and my pussy drenched itself, coating him in my mark as his fingers worked their splendid magic. My muscles jumped and my toes curled. He didn’t even buck against me! He simply sat there, toying with me while my walls massaged him, pulling grunts and groans from those stern lips of his.

“God damn it, I love your sounds,” he growled.

He pumped his hips forward, staking me on his cock once more, and the second his fingertips graced the tip of my swollen nub, I unraveled. That coil behind my gut tightened until it burst, and without any warning whatsoever my orgasm crashed over me.

Causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head.

“There it is,” he grunted as his dick massaged my walls. “Come for me. There’s a good girl.”

“Oh, fuck,” I choked out.

I pushed my feet against the bathtub, which dug me further into his body. I raised my hips, wanting more of his touch as he shifted his hips beneath me. I collapsed back down, his dick filling me once more. And as I laid there, spent from my orgasm, his fingers continued to softly massage my oversensitive nub.

Which made my muscles jump.

“So good for me,” Hudson whispered.

He nibbled along the crook of my neck, and it pushed goosebumps along my entire frame.

“Hudson,” I said breathlessly.

“Mmmm,” he murmured as he pulled his hand out from between my legs, “I bet you taste good, even in soapy water.”

Hearing him lick me off his fingers tapped into something feral inside. Without thinking, I shifted myself around and straddled him without another thought given to how tired my body had become. I sank down his dick, watching his eyes flutter closed as his hands gripped my waist.

Then, I bent my lips down to his ear. “How’s this for a taste, Big Boy?”

I bucked heavily against him, pressing my tits into his bare chest, and the growl that reverberated throughout my entire body came falling from my lips. My nails dug into the muscles of his back, latching on as his hands moved me in all the ways he wished. He swiveled my hips, showing me how to please him as my walls followed suit. His dick grew against me, stroking every luscious part of me at once.

And the beast inside of me finally broke free.

“Come here,” I growled.

I gripped his hair and tugged it back, forcing him to look up at me. And with that cheeky little smirk on his face, I crashed my lips to his. I forced his mouth apart, raking my tongue along the roof of it as I claimed his body.

“You’re mine,” I grumbled down the back of his throat.

His hands slid to my hips, where he massaged me with every stroke my pussy made.

“And you are mine, sweet girl,” he grunted.

He lifted his hips to mine, meeting me, thrust for thrust. We rolled together as one, our bodies melding and melting into the other. Water sloshed over the side of the tub, coating the floor with suds as bubbles popped ravenously against my skin. I lifted myself up and sank down his dick. Lifted up and sank down. Over and over, until my clit managed to peek out from its hidey hole just long enough to find his tightly wound curls waiting for her.

And the sensations alone overwhelmed me.

“God damn it. Hudson. That’s it. Fuck me. Fuck me like you mean it.”

He held me still and pounded up into me. “Come on this dick, Raven. Claim what’s yours.”

“You’re mine, Hudson.”

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