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He started fingering her pussy, slowly widening her for his access. Knox pushed his face between her legs and blew at her glistening pink folds. Knox knew right then that he wanted to fuck her raw. To plant his seed right inside her. Breed her. Make her his in every sense of the word. Knox could already imagine Leah walking around their apartment, beautiful, barefoot, and pregnant.

Knox was clean. He’d been so focused on running his empire that he didn’t have much time for women. For Leah, he’d be her first and only. She’d have his utmost devotion. No other woman had ever challenged Knox or excited him the way she did. Once he put a baby in her, a ring on her finger, she’d truly be his without question.

“Knox.” Her whisper almost sounded like a plea.

Knox dragged himself up, straddled her. She would’ve reminded him of a pinned butterfly on the corkboard, but Leah wasn’t struggling to get free. She was embracing him. Them. Leah wanted this as much as Knox did.

“Tell me how much you want my cock in that virgin pussy of yours, kitten,” Knox commanded.

“Please, Knox. Fuck me. I’m yours.”

That felt like icing on the cake. How could he deny his woman when she begged him so sweetly? Knox guided his prick into her cunt.

“This will hurt but take the pain for me, baby. I’ll make it go away,” he said, taking her mouth.

Knox penetrated her and fuck, but she was so tight and wet. He felt the thin layer of skin give away. Knox pulled out and his cock was coated with her virgin blood.

Knox sheathed himself back inside her heat. Her pussy muscles clamped hard over his cock, making him groan. He fucked her, slowly and carefully, wanting to replace the initial ache with sheer pleasure. Leah groaned and started meeting him for every thrust. Knox picked up the pace and took his time kissing her.

He dug his fingers into her thighs, hard enough to leave marks, but she didn’t seem to mind. Knox went deeper, seemingly able to breach her most intimate places. Each time he entered her, he made sure to brush against her sensitive clit.

His next push made her arch her back. Each time their bodies connected, it felt like they’d forged an intimate and profound connection. It felt like Knox could almost touch her pure soul with his tainted one.

She parted her lips, whimpered as Knox zeroed in on her G-spot over and over. Her sweet cries triggered Knox’s own climax. His balls tightened against his body. Every muscle locked in place. He pressed his lips against her ear and asked, “Do you want to come, kitten?”


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