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“I like this,” he spoke, adding his thumb against my clit for further stimulation. “You on your back, legs spread, begging to come. It’s the most beautiful you’ve ever looked, waiting to take my cock like such a good girl.”

I was hovering somewhere between overstimulation and pure bliss, and Ox was intentionally keeping me from tipping over the edge.

“Please, Ox!” I pleaded, urging his head back down between my legs. “I need you to help me come.”

“You need me, Baby,” he repeated, ever so slightly increasing the tempo with his thumb. “How bad? Tell Daddy what you want. And if you ask really nicely, he’ll give it to you all night long.”

My eyes popped open, but were still hooded with lust. “I want you to fuck me with that big cock of yours!” I growled without hesitation.

Ox’s eyes lit up like a barn on fire. “You want to come on my dick? Get it all nice and slippery so I can stuff all of this inside you?”

As he spoke, Ox ran the spongy tip through the slickness of my folds and I practically bucked like a wildcat as my fingers tangled in the now bunched comforter.

My back arched off the bed as his prick continued to tease my weeping entrance. “Yes!”

We’d both waited so long to be with one another, I wondered how he could employ such restraint not to slam away into my throbbing pussy when I was over here melting down like a two year-old without a nap.

Crawling up toward the headboard, Ox straddled his arms around my head, caging me beneath him. “Look at me, Kayla,” he ordered, stroking his fingers down my cheek.

My vision was blurred with hormones, but his clear blue eyes helped me focus enough to pay attention to what he was saying through the haze of my lust. “I don’t ever go bareback with a woman, but I want to feel every inch of this delicious body tonight. You on the pill, Babe?”

I nodded, wanting nothing between us tonight, either. Wrapping my heels around his waist, I urged him forward. The head of his wide cock snagged my center. Because I was dripping wet, it parted my folds and pushed in an inch. Loving the feel of him, I moaned, my heels nipping at his backside, demanding more.

Ox gave an involuntary shudder as the most sensitive part of his cock butted up against the tight ring of muscle and flesh of my core.

Sweat beaded on his forehead with his effort of staying still, despite my incessant rocking. “You have no fucking idea how good you feel, Kayla. Christ, I’m so hard, I feel like I’m sixteen again and it’s my first time.”

And only the head was in! What would the rest feel like? “Don’t stop,” I prompted, angling my hips upward. “I want to feel all of you.”

Ox didn’t have to be told twice. Pressing onward, his cock slipped in another few inches. When it reached the middle, the girthiest part, he had to use my hip to stabilize and hold me still as he buried himself deeper.

Sucking in a startled breath at the feel of him, I let my body relax to the overstuffed sensation. It was the most full I’d ever felt, and it bordered somewhere between a slight burn and absolute heaven.

Ox’s forehead rested against mine as he kept himself in a hovering pushup position so that he didn’t hurt me. “Oh, Baby, you’re taking my cock so nicely,” he ground out, brushing his lips against mine.

Needing more despite the pinch and burn of the sudden large intrusion, I raised my hips and Ox sank in another satisfying inch.

“Fuck!” he growled, like an animal who was fighting his baser instincts. “Are you trying to tell me you’re ready for more, Kayla? Cause I’ll give you as much as you can take, if you are.”

I looped my arms around his powerful neck. “I need all of you, Ox. I’m ready.”

Reaching under my thighs with his thick arms, Ox spread my legs even wider as he angled my hips and snapped his pelvis into mine. There was a quick rush of pain, then only contentment as he stretched me to the max.

“Fucking hell!” Ox groaned, grinding himself as close as he could to my overstretched pussy. “You’ve got the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. It’s choking my cock like a goddamned noose!”

He wasn’t exaggerating. We were so tightly bound, I felt like we’d become one person. When I became comfortable enough to move, I gave a little wiggle to let Ox know I was ready for more. Reading me like a book, he slowly dragged out of my passage, his thick cock teasing my clit the whole way.

He stroked slowly at first. Pulling in and out of me at a measured pace. Each time he withdrew from my core, my muscles tightened and my clit became more stimulated. I’d never been with a man as well endowed as Ox before. The experience was an undeniably heady one. Each time his thick shaft pounded in and out of me, it tickled my clit, sending me closer and closer to the precipice of orgasmic madness.

I began to pant as he picked up the tempo. “Yes,” I cried out, my voice choked with pleasure. “Don’t stop! Harder!”

Digging his knees into the mattress to ground himself, Ox began to really pound away at my pussy. That extra pressure catapulted me into euphoria. Like a leaf in a windstorm, I was swept up and carried high into the clouds before swirling madly about. Caught between heaven and earth, the ecstasy enshrouded me like a thick cloak. After my pleasure peaked, I slowly drifted back down to earth, feeling lighter than I ever had before.

My body seized around Ox’s flesh, milking him with each pleasure-filled pulse of my core. Shouting something incomprehensible, Ox gnashed his teeth together, bellowed, and splintered apart himself. His throbbing cock unloaded inside of me. Like a jet powered engine, it fired copious amounts of creamy seed into my center, bathing me with his wet heat.

The breath sawed in and out of his chest as Ox braced himself above me, not wanting to level his full weight on top of mysmaller frame. With care, he extracted himself from the comfort of my body and I immediately felt the loss.

Turning toward me, he asked, “How are you feeling?”

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