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“I don’t want you to come over my fingers,” I tell her.

I reposition my cock, sliding into the hollow space between her legs, rubbing the tip against her hard clit.

“Goddamn,” I growl.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” she sobs.

I toy with her like this, working both of us into a frenzy.

My balls contract in an almost painful way, reminding me I need to fuck her before I waste a good load.

I reach for the condom, tear it open, and wrap up.

Fisting the monster between my legs, I grip her hip with my free hand, repositioning her body. I press my hungry erection at her entrance, then plunge deep inside her in one powerful thrust.

A feral grunt escapes my lips.

A whimpering one escapes hers.

I let loose between her legs, pumping in and out of her almost violently.

Her pussy clenches, gripping my cock like she never wants me to withdraw.

I tilt my hips back, before slamming right back into her with unwavering force, spurting pre-cum inside her.

Adrenaline pumps through my veins, pushing me to fuck her like an animal.

She takes what I have to give her. She submits fully to me.

Fuck, yeah.

The sound of slapping skin on skin takes over the room.

Jules’s moans and pleas soon turn into something totally incomprehensible.

We’re wild, wholly consumed by passion.

My eyes drop to where our bodies join in the most intimate way, and I swear it’s like my soul is merging with hers.

I fist her long, blonde hair, wrapping her silky mane a few times before pulling her head back.

Our eyes meet.

“Who do you belong to?” I demand.

“Oh, God, Levi,” she pleads.

Slap.

“That’s not the answer I’m looking for,” I grunt.

Slap.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You,” she pants. “I belong to you.”

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I praise.

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