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Just the thought of what I’m getting ready to do has my cock aching.

“Put some on my fingers,” I husk to the skin beneath her ear. “I gotta loosen you up.”

She drizzles it over the tips until it runs into my palm, then slots the container next to the shampoo, close enough for me to reach easily.

This isn’t the first time I’ve used my hand to work her snug little ass, and it always seems to push her to a new level of ecstasy when I do.

But I have to make sure I go slow. The last thing I want to do is make it hurt.

I let my left work over her smooth belly to find her sensitive clit.

She gasps at my touch, tilting her head backwards to my chest.

Completely at my mercy.

“You tell me if I need to stop.” My knee wedges her legs wider.

“I trust you,” she gasps as I push a finger into each of her tight holes.

My knuckles brush, kneading her from the front and the back. It doesn’t take long before I feel her relax against me, her rapid breathing betraying how much she’s enjoying it.

“That’s it, baby. I’m going to add another.” This is farther than I’ve pushed her in the past.

Her nails dig into my wrist when she tenses, but the slick gel lets me move easily.

A low moan trembles out of her, and her feet shift to give me better access.

“Please, Blue,” she whines, her body taking everything I’m giving her.

“Are you ready for me?” The hot water cascades down my shoulders, shielding her from the spray.

Her little nod is all I was waiting for.

I put another dose over my cock, then press it against her.

She rolls her hips, seating me just inside.

“Oh, fuck. You’re so big,” she whimpers, but wiggles again, sucking me deeper into her needy ass.

That tugs a gasp from me. “You’re so tight, baby,” I groan. My thighs shake trying to hold myself still when every instinct is screaming to thrust.

Her back contorts with every inch, her body finding a slow rhythm that sinks me bit by bit until my belly presses her skin.

“That’s it, rebel. You have all of me.” I can’t express how much she really does have.

Mind. Body. Soul.

My every thought centers on her and the moments we share.

And she’s here, giving me every piece of her.

When I plunge a second finger into the grip of her pussy, I can feel the ridges of my shaft moving in and out against my knuckles through the thin veil between them.

Her nails move to my thigh, digging into my flesh, spurring me faster.

“Harder,” she begs. “I’m so close.” Her words raise in pitch when I slam into her.

Any more and I’m gonna explode with her.

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