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She stares at me in shock once the vibrations have stopped.

I stand, tearing down my pants. My dick springs up, precome flinging from the tip. I’ve never been this hard, erection pointing skyward as I stare down at my woman, my property.

My head is in a chaotic clash. Part of me knows this was never the plan: thinking of her asproperty. But desire fuses with possession, and it feels like truth.

“Rub your clit,” I snarl. “Keep yourself warm and wet for me.”

“Dom…”

“Don’t pretend you don’t want this.”

She whimpers, smoothing her hand between her legs, softly and slowly massaging her clit. I climb onto the bed, grip my length, and guide myself to her entrance.

“Wait,” she moans.

“You want this.”

“Wuh-wait.”

I stroke myself against her clit, smoothing down to her hole, kissing her entrance and then moving back up. She gasps when my hardness strokes over her nub, then reaches down and puts her hand over her entrance.

“Dom,” she whispers. “Dom.”

I gently move her hand aside, stroking my head around her slickness, then returning to her clit. When she sinks her fingers into my chest, I know she’s got another orgasm heading her way. Her body is alight with this impossible mutual starvation, this bone-deep need.

I rub her clit with my erection, sometimes slipping down to her hole, but each time, she whimpers and curls her hand around my base, redirecting me to her nub.

“You want to come like this?”

“Hmm.” She nods. “But Dom…”

“You don’t have to explain yourself.”

“I—I—I…ahhhhh.”

I flick my dick up and down against her clit, causing a second orgasm to riot through her delicious body. She grips my cock, stroking it and guiding it against her own pussy, shifting up and down…

And then rolling away from me, crawling to the other side of the bed.

“Leave,” she says.

“Say that like you mean it?—”

“This isn’t how I lose my virginity,”she screams, suddenly springing up from the bed, her naked, flushed body jiggling gorgeously for me.

“You’re a virgin,” I say, stroking my cock.

“I told you to leave. Don’t…” She hesitates, then looks at me sternly. “Don’t come back until you’re ready to set me free.”

I walk around the bed, grab her, turn her around, and push her onto all fours. She whimpers and pouts at me over her shoulder.

“I could fuck your tight, inexperienced virgin pussy here and now and you’d cream all over my dick. You’d beg me to keep going even as you acted like you didn’t want me to.”

“I want it. That’s the problem. I don’t want to want it. You’re messing with my head.”

“And you’re not messing with mine?” I bring my hand down on her thick, creamy ass, causing her lusciousness to ripple as I spank her. “I could explode just looking at you.”

“Set me free orgo.”

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