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She’s moaning, squirming against my cock.

“Yes, I do.”

“Tell me what you want, gorgeous.”

She bites her lip, still squirming against me.

Her response is without hesitation. “I want you inside of me.”

I chuckle. “I bet you do.” I take my hands from her hips and step back. “Now, lean forward and grab the counter.”

She complies and bends her gorgeous body forward at the hips, slowly taking hold of the counter. I take in the sight of her perfect, round ass, her pink slit glistening for me. It takes all the self-control I have not to step forward and bury myself to the hilt inside of her.

“Then you’re going to have to be a good girl. Can you be a good girl for me?”

“Yes, I can.”

I place my left hand on her hip and spank her right cheek. She shutters and moans from the action. “Do you like that?” I ask her.

“Yes, yes I do,” she confirms.

I spank her again, watching her ass shake as she tilts her head upward and arches her back in pleasure. I repeat the same on her left cheek, and she moans even louder. By this point, I can’t hold back any longer. I need to be buried inside of her, and I need to feel her tightness gripping me. She’s glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, her chest expanding and contracting.

I take my cock by the base, placing it at her entrance. She’s soaking wet, the spanking clearly having done its job. I can’t resist dropping down to my knees, spreading her lips, and burying my face in her pussy, sucking and tasting her.

God, she’s fucking delicious. I grin a bit at the irony. I’m in the best kitchen in New York, yet all I want to eat is her.

She moans, pushing back into my face, letting me know that I’m giving her what she craves.

I rise back up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, her sweetness lingering on my lips.

I push into her slowly, letting her adjust to my size. She gasps hard, her body tensing as I enter her. My cock slides effortlessly into her slick folds, and soon I’m completely buried.

She feels so perfect, so fucking good.

I pull back and drive back in.

“Mm …” The noise flows from her, and as she turns her head to look back at me, I can see a sly smile of total bliss form on her plush lips.

I keep my hands on the sexy curves of her hips, holding Allie right where I want her as I feel her pussy slide up and down my length. I bury myself deep again and again, the sounds of my body colliding with hers sounding throughout the kitchen’s stillness.

Together, we create a perfect rhythm as I crash into her, and she pushes herself back into me. She’s moaning and panting; my heart’s pounding hard.

“Just like that,” she begs. “Just like that, please.”

I’m getting close to the point of no return. I glance down, watching my cock push into her again and again. As she arches with impending orgasm, I reach up and grab a handful of her blonde curls, pulling her head back just enough to give her that perfect blend of pleasure and pain.

“Are you ready to come for me?” I ask.

“Yes, so ready.”

“Then ask for permission.”

My pace is relentless, and my self-control is vanishing by the moment. All I want to do is explode inside of her.

But not until I get my answer.

“Please. Please let me come.”

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