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She looked down at my cock and licked her lips.

“I really want to suck that cock of yours, but I also really, really want you to fuck me senseless with it, and don’t know if I’m that patient,” she admitted.

“Well, your wish is my command. You know, rules of Dicktember,” I teased with a wink, grabbing the condom from the bed where I had tossed it earlier. I tore it open and sheathed myself.

“How do you want it?” I asked, getting her attention as she continued to stare at it.

“Hard. Fast. Thoroughly fucked.”

I nodded, grinning like a fool when I knew exactly how to achieve that.

“On your knees facing the wall,” I instructed, climbing up behind her on the bed.

She looked over her shoulder and grinned at me as she rested her hands on the padded headboard.

I pushed her legs open with my knee as I lined myself up, making sure I could get as deep as I wanted to in this position. Her skin was soft against my hands as I gripped her hips and pulled her back, rubbing my cock against her ass playfully. While I also wanted to be balls deep in her tight ass, I wanted to feel her pussy first. Hopefully, there would be a round two or three if I played my cards right so that I could have both.

“You ready?” I asked, stroking myself as I gently pushed her head down to the pillow, making her ass pop up and giving me a nice view of her pussy. I reached down and ran my finger through her slit, loving the way it glistened from her arousal. Her legs parted like she was going to do the splits, opening herself up for me. She was more flexible than I had imagined, which gave me promising thoughts about other positions we could try later.

“I’m more than ready,” she answered, reaching down and rubbing her finger through her wetness as she pushed mine out of the way.

“Good.”

Without saying another word, I pressed my cock against her opening and pushed inside, holding my breath as her warm pussy wrapped around me. She was so fucking tight, her walls gripping me greedily as I slid in, inch by inch.

My head fell back as I let her adjust to my size, pure heaven spreading all around me.

She began moving against me, rocking back as she tried to pull me in deeper.

“Hard, Jones. I want you to fuck me hard,” she whimpered.

I nodded even though she couldn’t see me. Then I grabbed hold of her hips and slammed into her, the bed hitting the wall with a thud. She cried out as I did it again. And again. Within seconds, we had the perfect rhythm between us as she met me thrust for thrust. I knew she wanted it hard, but I hadn’t imagined just how rough she wanted it until the walls were shaking, and a picture fell from her nightstand, crashing to the floor.

I bit my lip and kept from moaning loudly as her pussy spasmed around me as she rubbed her clit until she came. My orgasm washed over me a few seconds later, my load quickly filling the condom.

While this might have started because Bella wanted to explore whatever this spark was between us, neither of us could have anticipated how incredible it would be once we actually fucked. There was no going back now that I had had Bella.

Four

Bella

Sex with Jones was better than anything I could have ever imagined. He got me off quicker than any of the Dark Vibes toys I had recently tried after they let me keep them from the photoshoot. It wasn’t like they were used, having only been taken out of the package for a few photos. I was the only one who handled them, but the manager insisted I keep everything since it was already open.

We laid on my bed, completely spent and naked after an amazing fuck. For once, I didn’t get up and rush to the bathroom to clean up or attempt to cover myself. With Jones, I felt comfortable, and I wasn’t sure what that meant since this was so new and unexpected. I started this because I wanted to explore the chemistry I felt when we touched, but I never imagined this would be the result. Not that I was complaining. Jones was a very attractive man, and the time we’d spent together had always been fun.

“Can I tell you something?” I asked, turning my head to look at him.

“Anything.”

“I don’t ever do this kind of thing,” I said, exhaling heavily.

He turned his head and searched my face.

“Jumping into bed with someone I’m not even dating,” I answered for him with a nervous laugh. “I’m not a promiscuous girl. Never even had a one-night stand before.”

“I didn’t think you were,” he said softly.

“I know what people around town think of me. Hell, I’ve been hearing it my whole life. It’s like just because I’m pretty, I must be getting with every guy I can. Add on the whole lingerie model bit, and everyone thinks I’m just sleeping around and using my sex appeal to get what I want.”

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