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Then he stills, those blue eyes devouring me as he smirks. “Told you you’d be screamin’ my name.” Then he begins to move.

9

NEVADA

I’ve been with a lot of women. More than I can count or remember. But it’s never felt like this before.

It’s never felt so fucking good.

I groan as I slide out, then slam back into the hilt, my baby’s pussy clenching around my dick and I’m tempted to rip the condom off. It’d be so much better without it, but I’m sure I’d get a punch in the face for my efforts. I love that she made the first move, well, kinda. I did drag her in here, but it wasn’t like she was kicking and screaming.

Now I’m slamming in and out of her, I wonder how I’ve lasted this long since I first saw her. If I’d known it was gonna be this good, I would’ve tossed her over my shoulder a little earlier. I’m sure she’d love that. I imagine her clawing at my back, kicking and yelling at me to put her down. Oh, Estelle likes to be in control, but she can’t have it all ways.

“So tight,” I mutter. She wraps her legs around my waist, digging her fuck-me boots into my ass. An ass she spanked. I didn’t mind. I’m up for any kind of kinky shit, and I’d gladly go over her knee if it meant she’d put her hands on me.

I look to where we’re joined and I almost shoot my load. I know this won’t be slow, we’re fucking hard and I won’t last, but as she digs her heels in further, she also leans back on her hands and her tits are right there in my face. I reach down and take a nipple in my mouth as she reaches one hand into my hair, holding me there. She likes these babies played with, and I’ve got the time. I’ve got more than enough time to do whatever it takes to make her sing like a canary.

“Say my name when I make you come again,” I growl against her flesh. “My real name.”

I rock my hips back and forth, my mouth moves to her other nipple as I suck and nip, enjoying the way she mewls and claws at my head. Man, oh man, my girl is a wildcat, just like I thought she would be.

I can’t even imagine what we’d get up to if we had a bed. The positions I’d love to have her in… But this will do for now. This is better than I’d ever imagined.

“You talk too much,” she gasps as I bite down on her nipple. “Oh, God.”

I glance up, still pistoning my hips back and forth. “That ain’t my name. You wanna come, Mama?”

“Yes.” She’s breathy and needy and I love it. “Yes, I need—” She cuts off when I slam in harder, lifting her ass slightly so I can go deeper. It feels oh, so good.

I ram in and out and her head falls back, her cheeks pink and her mouth parted as I feel her pussy gripping me like a vice.

“Asher!” she cries. “Oh, oh…”

“Again.”

“Asher…”

“That good, Mama? You like my fat cock inside you?”

“Ash… Don’t stop…”

She grips my ass and I fall over the edge, spilling again just as violently as the first time, except this one goes on longer because I’m inside her tight hole. The feeling is so strong I see stars. I still, my heart beating so fast it might burst out of my chest. We both stop, panting like a couple of crazy people who didn’t just fuck on the desk in Cash’s spare office.

My forehead presses against hers. “You talk like a bad bitch, but you take it like a good girl,” I mutter.

“And you’re full of shit.”

“Beats being full of my cum, I’d like to rip this condom off. Everything feels better without one, my piercing included.”

“You dare and I’ll kick your ass.”

I smirk, still buried inside her. “That was just a warmup. I can go all night, pussy cat.”

Her eyes round ever so slightly as she tries to slow her breathing. “You’re an ass.”

“Speakin’ of which, the ass slappin’? I was into it.”

“How about I shove a stick up there, see how you like it then?”

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