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“Fuck,” I grit out, the only word I can manage as the primal instinct inside me takes over. I drag her into my lap, holding her back in both hands while my mouth clamps down on her nipple. She shudders against me, and I suck hard, not caring when she whimpers and grabs my head in both hands, trying to pull me away.

I move to the other side, sucking half her breast into my mouth this time.

“Oh god,” she moans, her head falling back.

“There’s no god here, little girl,” I growl, moving up to devour her throat, sucking and biting at her skin. “If there were, He’d never let me do what I’m about to do to you.”

She moves her knee around to straddle me while I take her mouth again, thrusting my tongue against hers, claiming it the way I claimed her cunt on my bed that morning.

The morning I swore I wouldn’t do this.

It takes everything in me to pull away this time. “Fuck,” I mutter. “We can’t.”

There’s no conviction in my voice though. Not when she starts rocking her hips slowly, grinding along my shaft. I’m already a breath away from erupting. It takes everything in me not to plunge my cock to the hilt inside her and cum into her clenching core while she screams for me.

I grab her hips to still her. Because that’s not how it would go. She’d scream alright, but it wouldn’t be for more.

She’s a fucking virgin.

“You’re too small,” I growl, trying to lift her off me.

She grips on tighter, wrapping her arms around my neck and speaking against my lips. “Then make me bigger,” she says, kissing me with smiling, teasing lips.

I’m so hard my head is spinning, and I can’t even think about what she’s saying, asking me to stretch her out, wreck her, make her loose for me. I’ve never fucked a virgin before, and there’s a reason for that. But fuck, the thought of it makes me nearly choke on my own tongue. God, what would it feel like to be inside a cunt as tight as hers?

Or maybe I’m just a defiant bastard, and the moment I can’t have something, that makes me want it that much more. Just like her.

“I’ll still be too big for you, little girl,” I growl into her mouth, gripping her hips and moving them along the length of my erection so she can feel what she’s dealing with.

“Make it fit,” she whispers against my lips. “Or I will.”

There’s something about her bossy as fuck demand, bold as a crow going after what she wants, that makes me lose my head. I’m used to her sweet little lamb demeanor, not this…

She’s not a crow. She’s a tigress, taking control and taking what she wants like she deserves it. Whatever threads of self-control I’m holding onto snap. I lift her and slide sideways on the couch until I’m on my back, then jerk her down on my cock, thrusting up against her at the same moment. Her eyes widen, and I feel a tremor go through her belly. Without hesitation, she reaches down and tugs down the top of my basketball shorts, freeing my cock. Her small, soft hand wraps around my thick shaft, tugging the skin completely away from the tip. She strokes her hand up and down my length while I hold her hips and grind her clit against the base of my cock.

“Are you wet?” I ask.

“Yes,” she pants, rocking harder.

“Good,” I growl. “I want your cunt dripping for me before I fuck you so hard you black out. I’ll use your body like a blow-up doll until you wake up and cum for me like a porn star, the way you do.”

“Oh god,” she gasps, her hips jerking against mine. “Maddox…”

“Yeah, baby girl,” I say, rubbing my thumb over the soft, damp flesh of her mound.

“Do it,” she says, cupping her hand around the head of my cock and squeezing a little pulse with her fingers. “Do everything you just said. I’m ready. I’m dripping. Feel me.”

I reach down and pull aside the center of her shorts, hooking a thumb in her wet panties and pulling them aside too. She doesn’t wait for me to finger her. She sinks her weight down until her slick cunt meets my shaft. I groan at the heat of her center, how wet she is, how ready to be fucked. My hips lift to grind into her, and my cock throbs out a drop of precum into her palm. With a moan, she slicks it over the head of my cock with her thumb. At the same time, she rocks her hips on mine, coating my shaft with her arousal from base to tip.

“Fuck,” I grit out. “You’re soaking me.”

Releasing her grip on my cock, she grabs onto the back of the couch for leverage and starts riding me hard, pumping her hips along my length. I push up on one elbow to watch and nearly choke at the sight of my tip cresting between her lips. Another drop of precum squeezes from my tip at the sight. I palm her ass with my free hand, and she reaches down to hold her panties aside the way I was doing.

I watch her gliding along my length, my cock spreading her lips as she rides me. She rolls her hips forward, stroking me through her wet slit all the way to my tip. She grinds around it for a second and then slides back, the engorged head of my cock grinding her clit before she sinks along my shaft to the base again. Her tits sway above the top of her shirt, her pink nipples stiff and flushed.

“Fuck,” I growl. “Are you sure you’re a virgin?”

“You know I am.”


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