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I stop instantly, eyes wide as I shake my head.

He slips his cock out of my mouth and yanks me to my feet roughly, wrapping his large hand around my throat and squeezing. “I can’t hold back any longer, Blake,” he gasps, sounding overcome. “Tell me what you need.”

“I need you to fuck me.”

He growls and kisses me one more time before forcing me roughly face first against the door. Anticipation makes my thighs quiver as I feel the tip of his cock pressing against my soaking wet cunt.

“Please, Gaston. Fuck me. I need you inside me.”

His hands grip my hips tight. “You want my cock, my little slut?”

“Yes, sir!” I cry out.

With one powerful thrust he slams inside me. Finally. I see stars, stretched and filled so perfectly. It feels better than I imagined. The sting of his size coupled with the pleasure of finally having that ache quenched.

Gaston has lost control as I glance at him over my shoulder. He’s beast like as he ruthlessly pounds into my, forcing me to claw at the door for support. I’ve never felt anything so intense, so all-consuming.

“You feel incredible,” he growls. “So fucking tight.” A sharp smack on my ass makes me gasp. “How’s that feel, baby girl?”

“S-so full,” I gasp, my voice shaky. “So good,” I add.

My palms slap against the door as he drives into me from behind, his fingers digging bruises into the soft flesh of my hips. I relish the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure, pushing back wantonly to meet his urgent rhythm.

“You’re mine, Blake,” he growls, emphasizing his words with a sharp thrust. “No other man will ever have you like this.”

I know it’s true. Gaston has ruined me for anyone else. He’s awakened something primal within me, an aching need I never knew existed.

“You like that, don’t you?” he growls, his voice strained with the effort. “Taking my cock like the greedy little slut you are.”

I cry out in response, the pleasure bordering on pain. “Yes, yes! Harder, sir, please!”

He obliges, his thrusts becoming more erratic and savage. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, punctuated by my desperate moans.

“You feel so fucking good.” He leans in close, his hot breath fanning across my neck. “I’m gonna make you come so hard.”

My peak builds steadily with each plunge of his thick cock inside my soaked pussy. I’m wound tight as a coil, right on the cusp of blissful release. “Then do it,” I pant. “Make me come, Gaston.”

He chuckles darkly. “As you wish.”

One hand snakes around to rub furious circles on my clit while the other grips my hair, yanking my head back. The dual sensations are overwhelming while I teeter on the edge.

“Come for me, Blake,” Gaston commands. “Show me how much you love my cock.”

His words are my undoing. I shatter. My orgasm crashing over me in waves of blinding pleasure. My walls clench around him, milking his cock.

“Fucking hell, that’s tight,” he groans, fucking me through every wave and aftershock, prolonging the most intense orgasm of my life.

When the last tremors subside I go limp against the door, spent. Gaston is still rock hard inside me and I know he hasn’t come yet.

Slowly he withdraws, forcing me around to face him and lifting me so my back is against the door now. I meet his heated gaze, chest heaving.

And then he kisses me, tongue swirling around my mouth as if he’s trying to suck out my soul.

Gaston’s kiss leaves me breathless, my head spinning. He carries me effortlessly, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. The apartment is dark but he doesn’t bother to switch the lights on while he carries me to the bedroom.

My back hits the cool sheets of his massive bed and he hovers above me. Those gray eyes gleaming in the low light. He’s so beautiful. I reach for him but he catches my wrists, pinning them to the mattress.

“Ah ah, I’m in charge,” he rumbles.

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