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She shook her head and bucked her hips, sucking the fat tip of my dick inside her. “A little tender but not enough to stop. Fuck me, Tucker,” she moaned.

To my surprise, I didn’t have the desire to spank her—well, to be fair, I always wanted to spank her—for her language. Instead, a fire blazed inside me, burning my entire body from the inside out. Hearing her ask me to fuck her was sexy as hell and caused a spurt of come to escape my cock. “I should put you over my knee for that, baby,” I growled. “But damn, that turned me the fuck on.”

“Then do something about it,” she demanded with a little wiggle that took even more of my shaft inside her.

“Anything you want, Eva-bear,” I rasped before plunging the rest of the way in and slamming my mouth over hers, swallowing her scream of pleasure. I was half out of my mind and started to fuck her with deep, hard strokes. Every time her pussy clenched, massaging my dick, I fucked her even faster and harder. With one hand, I deftly untied her sash and pushed open the sides of her robe. With her tits exposed, I couldn’t help tearing my mouth from hers and latching onto a rosy, peaked nipple.

Eva followed my example, and in seconds, my robe fell to the floor. She slid her palms up my chest, exploring the ridges of my muscles. Then she grasped my shoulders and her nails dug into the skin, pulling a low, ragged groan from my lips. I lost my fucking mind and began wildly rutting inside her like an animal, intent on breeding their mate.

Every time I pistoned inside her, she pumped her hips to meet me. The room was filled with grunts and moans, along with the sound of sweating skin slapping together. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced, not that I really had other experience, but somehow, I knew what Eva and I had was special and unique.

“Tucker,” Eva gasped. “I need—yes! Harder! Oh, yes! Tucker! Yes! Yes!” She chanted as I pushed her higher and higher, approaching the ledge I intended to toss her over into orgasmic oblivion. I slammed into her and hissed when her nails dug even deeper and her legs squeezed around my waist in a death grip. Drawing breath became a little more difficult, but who wouldn’t want to die buried in their love’s tight pussy?

“Fuck,” I groaned. “I can barely get my cock out, baby. Your greedy little pussy doesn’t want to let me go. You want me to come inside you, Eva? Give your body what it’s begging for?”

Her head bobbed in a jerky up and down motion, and she whined with need. The tell-tale tingling at the base of my spine began to spread, and my balls were hanging heavy with what I had to give her. I’d been sucking and nibbling on both of her tits, but when I slipped a hand between us and pinched her swollen clit, I bit down on the bud in my mouth. It threw Eva over the edge, and she screamed my name as her pussy convulsed around my cock.

“Fuck, Eva! Oh, fuck, yeah! Fuck, baby! That’s right, keep that pussy squeezing me. Fuck! ” After a few more thrusts, I gave in to the demand of her pussy and let it suck my dick all the way in, holding me deep while I coated her womb with my thick cream. I dropped my head into the crook of her neck and sucked on her skin as my cock pulsed in rhythm with my rapidly beating heart.

My fingers continued to manipulate Eva’s bundle of nerves, prolonging her orgasm as long as possible so her body would welcome every last drop of my come. Some of it was already leaking and dripping down my thighs. When her shudders subsided, I set her down and dropped to my knees, using her robe to clean her up a little. I went to wipe off my dick as well but the creamy coating of our mixed arousal shining on it had my cock swelling all over again. I fucking loved how it looked and what it meant.

“Tucker?” Eva’s soft voice was hesitant, and I immediately shot to my feet to make sure she was okay.

“Are you alright?” I asked, my eyes doing a sweep of her naked body. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, no,” she assured me hastily. “I was just wondering…” She trailed off, looking unsure, and I hated that she didn’t feel comfortable opening up to me completely. But I knew we’d get there.

“You can ask me anything, Eva-bear.”

She cleared her throat and blushed hard enough that I could see it through her already flushed skin. “You, um…you said you waited…?” Her face was practically tomato red, and though I wanted to laugh, I didn’t want to embarrass her even more.


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