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Her moans were strangled, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. It was always a sweet moment when her pussy muscles clamped down around my thickness, somehow managing to pull me in even deeper.

There was such sweet sorrow in the moment, a reminder that all time and space was precious. When you were forced to get used to a six-by-six cement block, you learned to adapt. Every thought, every sensation counted, especially with her. But as the seconds ticked by, I lost myself to the unabashed hunger I’d dreamt of behind the steel bars and cold cement floor.

I was fucking her as if I never had before.

As if my life depended on it.

She lifted her arms over her head, her eyes never leaving mine. Hell, they never even blinked. I wanted more closeness. I wanted nothing more than to claim all of her, so I clasped my massive hands around hers, intertwining our fingers. It was amazing how everything about me dwarfed her lithe body. Coupling like this, feeling her crowded underneath me was just another reminder that she truly was fragile.

But so strong.

As I fucked her, our breathing became the same. On the same beat, increasing every few seconds.

She was perfectly made for me.

My hands.

My mouth.

My tongue.

My cock.

The thought was as damning as it was exhilarating. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her, pounding her with so much force the headboard slammed against the wall. We moved together, our bodies almost as if becoming one. While the heat was even more explosive, we were both doing our best to control the moment as well as our emotions.

I could tell she was fighting another climax. It seemed she was desperately trying to ignore her desires, the way she felt about being here with me. I undulated my hips and she instantly wrapped her legs around them. I dug my fingers into her as I lifted up, switching the angle. Fucking her was easy, not being extremely rough the issue.

But I pounded into her, the savage longing I had winning out. Within seconds, her entire body started to shake as she tossed her head back and forth. At least now, her mouth was open, every strangled mew a beautiful melody. As her muscles tensed, I pushed her harder, basking in the moment that I made her come all over again.

“Oh. Oh. Uh. Uh. Uh.” Her eyes were cinched shut, her knees digging into my sides. She was holding on for dear life even as another round of euphoria kicked in.

“That’s it, baby,” I whispered, “let go.”

The beautiful wave resulted in goosebumps popping along her arms and neck. It was sheer joy watching her climax.

But I wasn’t finished with her yet.

Her body was still shaking as I backed away, grinning when she reached for me.

“Afraid I’ll walk away, darlin’?”

“You’d be a fool I you did,” she said breathlessly.

“Don’t worry. That’s not going to happen.” I sat back on the bed, pulling her up at the same time. Only I wasn’t going to be content with fucking her sweet pussy. I wanted more, so much more.

I spun her around, forcing her onto her hands while her bent legs remained pressed together. She was seductively glancing over her shoulder, clawing the bedding as if that was going to help her. She was as adorable as she was sexy, her scrunched-up brow keeping my gaze pinned on her perfectly aristocratic features.

God, the woman was beautiful, far too much so. I could get lost in that and nothing else except my dick was throbbing.

I ran two fingers down her spine, trying my best to keep her relaxed. As soon as I reached the crack of her ass, she threw her head back.

“I’ve never. I mean I don’t know what… I just…” She laughed but the luscious sound was laced with those same nerves I’d heard before.

After biting her shoulder, I whispered into her ear, “For a prolific author, you’re getting tongue tied around me? I should feel honored.”

The dazzling passion pink caressing her neck and both cheeks was just another joyful thing about her. Even with her obvious fame and likely the money she’d earned, there wasn’t a single egotistical aspect of her.

“Maybe you should,” she managed, keeping her head tilted back and her eyes closed. When she pursed her voluptuous lips, I was certain I was a goner. Before I blew my load at the worst time possible, I pressed two fingers into her pert little mouth.

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