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“That’s it,” I growl out. “Take my dick and make it yours.”

Anna lifts, sliding me almost all the way out, and then slams her hips back down on me.

“Toby,” she whimpers out. “Why do you feel so good?”

I take one of her rosy-colored nipples between my teeth. “Because you like being stuffed full of my dick, Mama.”

She gasps when I thrust up to meet her. “It is pretty big. Stretches.”

“Uh-huh. Stretches that juicy cunt wide open, doesn’t it?”

She nods with a breathy uh-huh when I rise my lower half and meet her once again. It makes the thrust hard when she lowers, deeper, and pulls the most glorious sound from her perfect mouth.

“Toby,” she moans, her nails digging into my pecs.

I grab a fistful of her hair as she grinds against me, chasing that orgasm until it crashes into her and she explodes around me.

The way she holds onto me, clenches around me, comes while I’m inside her has my abs tightening and my balls drawing up.

I ride her from the bottom so fast and hard that all I can hear is slapping flesh and heavy breaths. All I can feel is her pussy milking me. All I can focus on is that delicious high she brings me.

And I lose it all inside her perfect cunt as she clings to me for dear life.

“Anna…”

Chapter Thirty

Anna

Seven days.

Of heaven and hell wrapped into one stupid trip on the mountain. Including constant calls from my boss where I have to pretend that Toby and I haven’t been sleeping together every other minute I’m not working.

Which is beyond wrong and going to cost me my job at some point when it catches up to me. I know this, and yet, cabin fever has taken its toll.

Temporary insanity is what I’ll call it.

The snow has taken over the town, claiming the trees, and wiping out the driveway. My car is still buried, the doors still basically barricaded shut, and yet …

I’m not ready to face reality.

Because the reality outside of these four walls does not include getting bent over the back of the couch by the one man that I absolutely should not allow being bent over by.

But that’s exactly what is happening right now.

“I swear, Mama,” Toby pants behind me, his bruising grip on my hips, his erection pumping with punishing thrusts. “I’m gonna fuck this cunt in every room. And you’ll let me.”

“Yes.”

“Such a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you?” I nod and arch my hips up, meeting his thrusts.

We don’t have much time. There’s a call scheduled I have to be on in less than twenty minutes and today happens to be the first day I’ve caved to him while the sun is still up.

It’s risky. It’s chaotic.

It’s urgent.

Because my need for what he gives me has become unbearable.

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