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“I think this pair is done for.” I tugged them down her trembling legs.

Her pretty pink pussy was a sight to behold, drenched and so fucking juicy-looking, it was like a peach I wanted to devour. Instead, I gently eased the vibrator against her, and this time, the longest nub on the contraption nestled right at her entrance while the other hit her clit.

“Fuck,” she cried out, her face red and wet. She bent upward, hugging her knees to her chest, legs wide, and came again, gifting me the pretty picture of her cunt pulsing around the silicone head of the vibrator.

My cock had more than recovered at this point, and my balls ached. I wanted to be that machine. I wanted to live right there between her sweet thighs and drown in her pleasure.

Great, jealous of a vibrator. A new low.

I took the vibrator from her pulsing pussy and set it aside for a second. I couldn’t help but touch her, wetting my fingers in her juices.

“Let’s switch this up a little.” I maneuvered her onto her front.

She was slack-limbed, wrung out with pleasure.

Lifting her hips, I slid the machine beneath her, angling it so that her clit would ride the vibrator while I was free to explore her pretty holes.

I turned it back on, and she moaned. My cock leapt at the pure carnality of the sound.

I slid my fingers into her cunt, her entire pussy vibrating around me, and then pushed a wet finger up to her ass. The puckered hole resisted when I pressed inside, and she jerked, the movement only making the vibrator go harder underneath her.

“Relax, Ari… youhaven’t really come until you’ve done it with all your holes filled.”

I fucked her cunt with my index and middle fingers and her asshole with my thumb. I had long fingers, and she was fucking back into them like she was born to take me in her ass.

“Marcus! I can’t—I can’t!” she screamed and came again, my fingers fucking her while the vibrator did its part.

“Yes, you can, birthday girl, and it’s fucking glorious,” I growled.

I was so hard, it hurt. I had to be inside her. I couldn’t think of anything else. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t stop.

I ripped the vibrator out from underneath her and tossed it aside, then fit myself against her.

My cock poked at her entrance, sliding easily between her slick thighs, searching out her cunt like it was fitted with a fucking homing beacon.

She groaned when I forged inside. Her walls were already spasming around me, trying to draw my cum out before I’d even started fucking her.

“Can you take me, baby, after all that?” I asked, winding a hand into her hair and pulling her head back enough to bite her neck.

She nodded, a whimper leaving her lips.

“I need you to say it. Say you can take me, say you want me… that you can’t think of anything else but being right here, like this, with me. Tell me you think about it in class and later, in bed alone… Tell me, Ari, and make me fucking believe it.”

She craned her neck. I slid all the way in, despite her protesting muscles. My mouth dropped open at the glorious feeling of being surrounded by her wet heat.

I put my other hand around her neck, keeping her face tilted toward mine, and slipped my finger past her open lips.

“I want you, Marcus, even though it might be wrong—I want you like I’ve never wanted anybody,” she murmured softly.

That soft confession cut through all the games and teasing. It cut through all the posturing and bullshit, and hit me, right in the heart. A fucking goal I never even had a chance of saving.

I thrust into her, fucking her. She lay prone and wrung out with pleasure. She arched back into me, meeting my cock with a slap every single time. Her rounded ass jiggling when my hips slammed into her was the best thing I’d seen all year. All decade. Ever.

“Fuck me, baby, I’m going to come,” I ground out, not able to hold back; completely, fully out of control.

I fucked her hard, driving us both over the edge. I filled her up, pressed in tight, her cunt milking me dry.

I kissed her neck, her shoulder; any spot of skin I could get my lips on. Even her skin tasted sweet. I smoothed her damp hair back, staying inside her as long as I could.