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I was rock-hard in a matter of seconds.

There was a deep noise that surrounded me, reminiscent of thunder. I realized it came from me, this almost war song of my need for Kitty.

I had one purpose, one intent—get to my woman and make her feel good.

I was in the sunroom before she even knew it, stood behind her, and had my hands gripping her waist. She gasped and looked over her shoulder, and I knew, just the look on my face, she knew what I wanted. After taking the watering can from her and setting it aside, I undid my button and pulled the zipper down on my jeans.

“You’re all dirty and sweaty,” she breathed out, but I could tell she wasn’t worried about that.

“And I bet your cunt is wet for me because of those facts, isn’t it?” It wasn’t really a question, because I knew the answer.

She moaned her response.

I didn’t even bother pushing my jeans down, just pulled my hard cock out through the fly and stroked myself from root to tip as I waited for her to shimmy out of her shorts and panties. This wasn’t going to be a romantic coupling.

It was going to be fast and hard. I was going to fuck Kitty until she couldn’t walk comfortably tomorrow.

She looked over her shoulder again, and I gripped her chin with my forefinger and thumb, keeping her in place as I slammed my mouth down on hers.

I kissed her for long seconds, running my tongue along her lips, plunging it into her mouth. When I broke away, it was to press my hand on the center of her back and shove her upper body forward as I pulled her lower half out more. I kicked her legs out and leaned back to look at her exposed pussy.

“Yeah, that’s the sweet fucking spot,” I groaned. “All mine.” I ran my fingers through her wet slit and heard her moan softly. I knew there was no way I was going to last once I was in there. “You want my big cock in your tight little pussy, Kitty baby?”

“Just fuck me, Fin. I’m soaking wet.”

Fuck.

I gripped her ass and spread it wide, taking a long look at the pink, soaking center of her cunt and the right little hole of her ass. My cock jerked again, and my balls drew up tight. I needed this like I needed to breathe. There was fog on the glass in front of her from her frantic breathing, and I knew she wouldn’t last once I was inside her either.

Taking my cock in hand, I led the head to her pussy hole. Instantly, her heat enveloped me, and I clenched my jaw. My balls drew up, the sack heavy. I was going to fill her up with as much cum as I had for her.

I grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, baring her throat, and plunged my cock into her in one hard, thorough thrust. Kitty arched her back and opened her mouth on a silent cry. I felt her cunt stretch around me, and my balls drew up even more, slapping against her pussy.

Damn. She felt good.

I slid all the way in, getting my cock nice and juicy from her lust, then pulled out, allowing just the tip to stay at the entrance. I gave myself a second to gather control before I shoved back in hard. Her upper body pushed hard against the glass, her hands flat on either side of her so she could steady herself for my fucking.

Her pussy was so tight, so wet and hot.

I started pounding into her and retreating. The sound of my flesh slapping hers filled the sunroom, surrounding us.

“You always feel so fucking good, baby.” I grinned and closed my eyes. “I’m not going to last.” I grabbed her hips harder, digging my fingers into her flesh, knowing she’d wear my bruises.

I was making hard, deep noises. She made soft, mewling ones.

I reached around and found her clit with my finger, teasing that little bundle, knowing she’d get off for me if I kept this up.

“I need you to get off, darling. I’m so damn close to filling you up.” I plunged my cock in and out of her at the same time I rubbed her clit back and forth. I needed to feel her pussy clamping down on my shaft, milking me as if she were thirsty for my seed.

“I’m coming,” she cried out and rested her cheek on the glass, her eyes closed, and her lips parted as she rode out her pleasure.

She cried my name softly right before she finally went over the edge. I’d felt the first tremors of her orgasm ripple around my cock, and I started pumping into her faster, slamming my shaft deep into her and making her cry out over and over again.


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