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I realized what a contradiction I offered as I eased from her delicious mouth, and her brows knitted to reflect her confusion. I was the one compelling my cock inside her, yet there I was, commanding her to hold back.

It was the latest incongruity in our visceral connection.

We should never have been alone in that cabin together. There wasn’t supposed to be a storm forcing us to flee for refuge, and there should still have been four in her group, but the universe, it seemed, had its own plan for Erin and me.

Stroking the side of her face, my balls ached at the idea of covering her in my seed. I’d never been one for coming over women before, but something about Erin begged to be marked that way. As though stripping and tethering her wasn’t evidence enough of my possession of her body, the idea of smothering her face in my hot cum flooded my mind, ratcheting my arousal.

“I want to enjoy you.”

Meeting her gaze, I was struck again by just how bloody attractive she was. With her soft skin and bright eyes, she could easily have been mistaken for a much younger woman.

“Yes, sir.” She choked out the words when I allowed her to come up for air.

“I love that feeling when the end of my dick hits the back of your throat.” It was scintillating to stare into her eyes as I enunciated the red-hot details. “I want more of it.”

She caught her lip between her teeth. “I liked that too.”

“Is that right?”

So much for quelling my passion. Our spontaneous chat was only intensifying my need to ejaculate all over her.

“Yes, sir.” A mischievous smirk lit up her face.

“Good to know.” Rising to my feet, my grip on her hair tightened as I directed my cock past her lips. If she was going to be so brazen, then I’d happily give her what we both wanted. “Thank you, little girl.”

Pushing my length all the way down her throat, I withdrew, repeating the deed over and over. Her breathy whimpers resounded, morphing into louder complaints as my relentless pace continued, but I took no notice as I lunged past her lips, allowing her frantic sounds to amplify my spiking arousal. Lost to the rhythm, I was vaguely aware that I was still standing in the cabin, but my euphoria had lifted me from the ground, floating me close to the sun.

“Fuck.”

I shifted my hand to the back of her head, holding her against my balls as my need burgeoned. The time for gentle generosity was over. She said she wanted to feel my cock at the back of her throat, so that was what she was getting—a hard and frenzied face fucking that would ease from the never-ending, goading arousal that had plagued me in her presence. All hints of her protest were only welcome kindling for the flames of my passion.

As the crescendo loomed, there was only the absolute truth of that moment. Erin had crashed into my life as one of just another group of irritating nobodies, but thanks to the idiocrasy of two strangers, the weather, and fickle circumstance, she’d become so much more.

The woman on her knees was far more than any tourist I’d ever encountered, and giving the order for her to take everything I had, there was only one certainty.

She wasmine.

Mylittle girl.

My personal whore.

Erin wasn’t goinganywhere.

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