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surprise when, a second later, he slid inside me. His hand left my right breast and slipped between my legs. His fingers parted my lips as his thumb circled my clit.
    “Oh God, Brad! Yes. So good.” I bucked my hips, trying to push back on his dick. He was thrusting at an easy, slow pace and it was driving me to the brink of insanity.
    “No. Be still,” he commanded.
    “But—”
    He slapped my pussy lightly and my words caught in my throat.
    “Shh. Close your eyes and relax. Just feel. No thinking. No moving. Let me take care of you,” he whispered, his warm breath tickling my neck.
    I nodded and submitted to his command, relaxing into him.
    “Good girl.”
    As I closed my eyes and gave myself over to him, all I could do was feel what he was doing to me. Everything was heightened. Every delicious stroke inside me. The way he stretched me and drove so deep. His thumb vibrating over my clit as his fingers held my lips open and vulnerable.
    It was so incredible that it was a struggle to remain still. But I knew I had to. I was afraid he’d stop again otherwise.
    My orgasm was building quickly, so quickly. He knew exactly how to touch me; how to drive me crazy. I wasn’t in control of my own body anymore. He was. He had complete and utter possession and I loved every second of it. It was freeing. Invigorating. Incredibly erotic. I never wanted it to stop.
    I threw my head back against his shoulder. His lips brushed mine softly and he whispered, “You’re gonna come for me now.”
    It wasn’t a statement. It was a command.
    “Brad,” I gasped as he started to thrust harder.
    Over and over again.
    I heard myself screaming his name like a wild animal. I couldn’t stop. It was too intense. Almost too much. I was close. So close.
    “Good girl. Take it. Take it all.”
    “I…I can’t!” It was too much stimulation. He kept hitting a sensitive bundle of nerves inside me while working my clit at the same time. My body couldn’t deal with it. I’d never felt anything like it.
    “You can. You feel that…inside? Deep in your pussy?”
    “Yes,” I panted.
    “It’s your G-spot. Trust me, Soph. You can handle it. Don’t fight it. Let it happen,” he spoke soothingly in my ear.
    He made it impossible for me to do anything else when he pounded into me with unrestrained fury. I screamed as the most intense orgasm of my life ripped through me. I felt it through my entire body. It shook me all over.
    “Fuck!” he grunted as his dick jerked inside me.
    When the pure ecstasy that’d gripped me finally subsided, I was a shuddering mess. The aftershocks just seemed to go on forever.
    “I’ve got you,” he said, holding me tightly.
    It took me several moments before I could manage to string a few words together and say, “That was…incredible.”
    “ You are incredible.”
    I scoffed.
    He squeezed my waist. “I’m serious. The way your body responds to me is…amazing.” His hand brushed my clit and I squirmed. “I barely have to touch you before you’re coming apart in my arms.”
    I turned to him and pouted my lips at him. I was not that easy .
    He chuckled and drew his finger over them. “It works both ways, Soph.”
    “Really?” I asked, surprised that someone as inexperienced as me could affect a man like him.
    He nodded. “Just a look from you gets me hard.” He shifted his weight. “Speaking of…” he said, starting to pull out.
    “No,” I said, clamping my legs shut and squeezing his dick inside me. “Just a little while longer.”
    He grunted. “Any longer and we’ll be going round three.”
    “I’m not complaining.”
    He shook his head. “No, darlin’. You’ll be too sore,” he said and then proceeded to pull out. We both groaned at the loss. He climbed off the bed. “I need to take care of the condom. Be right back.”
    The last thing I remembered was watching him walk out of the bedroom door, before my eyes grew heavy and I slipped into sleep.

Chapter 11
    ~Brad~
     
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