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Rory rises to her knees, wraps her arms around my shoulders, and kisses me. All I can feel right now is the desire between us as we finally give in and take what we want.

I reach around behind her back, unhooking her bra before I pull it off of her. With the barrier removed, I take her breasts into my hands, kneading into the skin.

“Perfect tits,” I murmur, lips ghosting over hers. “Perfect pussy. Perfect fucking body. Rory Fisher,youare perfect.”

I lean back against the pillows, Rory following and straddling herself over my legs. I dip my head, pull one of her nipples between my teeth, and roll the other between my fingers.

“Ohhh…” she moans, throwing her head back as she grinds over me. “I want you, Cole.”

“Is that so?” I ask, a malicious smile on my face. “Is that why you’re grinding that bare pussy over my cock? You want it, don’t you? You’re my dirty little slut, and your cunt is weeping for my cock, begging for it to fill you up.”

“Yes,” she says breathlessly. “I want your cock. I need to feel you inside me.”

“Take it out, Rory.” I grab her chin, looking right into her eyes. “Show me how badly you want me.”

Rory immediately scoots backward, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers before she slides them down. My dick pops out as she lowers them, and she gasps.

I finish working my boxers down my legs, kicking them to the side as she reaches out and takes me in her hand, swiping at thebead of precum leaking out of my tip. “Looks like I’m not the only one weeping for this.”

“I like this devious side of you.”

Rory sucks her thumb into her mouth, tasting me as she lightly moans. “So good.”

“Condom,” I blurt, almost incoherently. “There are condoms in the nightstand drawer.”

She hurriedly grabs one, seeming to be as eager as I am. I take it from her, ripping the foil and sliding the latex down my length.

I kiss her as I help her into position, settling her right over top of my cock.

Without another word, Rory sinks down onto me, and all thoughts leave my head. She’s hardly taken me in, and I’m already about to blow my load.

“So tight,” I grit, watching as she sinks a few inches further. “God, you feel fucking amazing.”

“So big,” she moans. “You’re not going to fit.”

I lean forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. “You can take it. You’re going to take every fucking inch of me, and then you’re going to ride me.”

With determination, she sinks a little lower. “You’re so deep, Cole.”

“Still a bit to go. Push down on me. I want to feel that tight cunt wrapped around every bit of me.”

Rory shakes her head. “I can’t.”

“You can,” I assure her.

I slip a hand between us, flicking my thumb over her clit. It’s enough of a distraction for her to let go and stop resisting, and I slide in to the hilt.

I’m fucking delirious right now.

Nothing has ever felt this good, and she’s not even moving.

“God, look at you,” I slur, drunk off the feeling of being fully seated inside her. “Look how well you take my cock, baby.”

I take her chin in my hand, turning her face downward so she can see the way our hips are joined together.

“I’m so full,” she mutters. “I’ve never felt this before.”

“Fuck me, Starlight.”

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