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“Olivia.” I push her hair aside to kiss her neck as my hand drops to her pussy. “Spread for me.”

“No,” she protests weakly. “Give me a minute.”

“I’ll give you one second,” I hiss back. “One.”

I push two fingers into her pussy, bowing her back as she screams my name.

“Fuck my hand.” I kiss her neck again. “I want to feel you come on my hand.”

Her hand drops to mine, holding it in place, and as I watch her face, she comes again, this time almost falling to her knees.

***

I hold her in place until she stills. “Stay here. Don’t move.”

The only response she gives is a slight nod of her head.

I push my jeans and boxer briefs down on my way to the bedside table. I yank it open and tear at the box of condoms until I have one in my hand.

The package is on the floor in the blink of an eye, and my cock is sheathed.

My hunger for her takes over.

I press against her, my cock heavy and aching between the cheeks of her ass.

“I’ve been waiting for this.” I run my fingers over her cunt.

She spreads her legs to let me in. I enter her slowly, giving her time to adjust to the length and the width of my cock.

Every inch brings out a new sound from her throat.

Once I’m balls deep, I slide in and out, circling her clit with my finger.

“Please,” she begs. “Please, Alexander.”

I move slowly. It’s so achingly slow that I have to close my eyes and rest my chin on her shoulder.

I need this to last. I want to savor every second I’m inside this woman.

I’m so lost in my need for her that I swear to fuck I could come with one heavy thrust.

“Harder,” she whispers against the glass of the window.

I reach up and pinch her nipple. “I want you to come on my cock.”

She works herself over the length of my dick, using me as a tool to chase her release.

I bite back a groan when her hand falls to cover mine.

She’s searching for her clit. She wants to help get herself off, but this is mine.

She’s mine tonight.

I give in to my body’s demand to fuck her.

I pound into her with furious thrusts, giving her what she needs and taking what I want.

Her hands claw at the glass when she comes; screams tumble out from between her lips.


Tags: Deborah Bladon Just This Once Erotic