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he withdrew his fingers to part her cheeks, exposing her most inner part of herself. What was he going to do? She squirmed and he chuckled. “All pink and sweet…just begging to be taken. But first…” he paused and then the sudden soft wetness of his tongue rimming her rosebud stole her breath.
    She gripped the comforter with a deep-throated groan, unable to believe how amazing it felt to be licked like that. An unladylike moan of pure pleasure came from her gut and she nearly dissolved in a boneless heap as the sensation of his wet, wiggling tongue wrenched cry after cry from her slack mouth. OhmyGod, so, so good! But after a moment, his tongue was replaced by the soft firm head of his cock and she stiffened, suddenly scared that he was going to split her in half with that giant cock of his.
    “Wait! I’m not—“ ready ! But the word was swallowed up by the sudden shock of being stretched by him as he slowly, steadily pushed himself against the tight ring of her sphincter.
    “Relax,” he instructed her tightly. “Bear down and push against me, it’ll help.”
    A moment of panic caused her to freeze until his voice, surprisingly sweet and gentle, calmed her and she let out a shaky breath as she arched her back. His surprised murmur of approval gave her the courage to do as he instructed and then he slid in, inch by inch until she was filled with the whole of him, stuffed to her lungs with Bronx. “There’s my girl,” he crooned to her, smoothing her behind with the flat of his palm as he thrust slowly inside her, giving her time to adjust. “That’s it. Just like a pro. Your ass was made for fucking, sweetheart. Good-fucking-God , you’re so tight! Jesus, I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll try to go slow, baby doll. I’ll fucking try…”
    Her fingers curled tightly in the comforter until she made a conscious effort to relax, breathing against the invasion and focusing on the tingling pleasure slowly building. It was different, she realized, but still good. She let herself feel the bliss building and soon she was pushing against him, rocking so that she gained more pressure, groaning as the pleasure began to ramp up. Yessss ….that sweet oblivion was coming and she welcomed it with open arms. Yes, Bronx! Do it to me! Make me come! Make me yours!
    Suddenly Bronx growled and he slapped her behind again, causing her to yelp and then groan, God, he was so brutal! So unpredictable, she couldn’t handle how he made her feel! “You like that, don’t you, sweetheart? You seem the good girl but deep down you’re a little nasty thing, aren’t you?”
    What could she say to that when she knew it was true? She groaned, not caring if the world heard her. She liked getting railed by Bronx in this way; hell, who was she kidding? She’d take him in her body anyway she could get him! “ Yesss , Bronx, yes!” it was all she could manage before a shocking orgasm ripped the words from her mouth, stunning her with its ferocity and she froze, unable to do anything but endure the pleasurable onslaught of every nerve ending screaming to life, clenching, curling, bursting with sweet bliss and all she could do was mewl nonsensical gibberish as she lost her reason in the haze of pleasure rocking her body. Yes, God, yes, yes, yes! She shuddered and collapsed just as she dimly heard Bronx shout his release. His weight on her back, his cock still buried in her ass, and his labored breath on the back of her neck was something unbearably sexy to her. This was what she’d yearned for all those years, what she’d hoped for in her darkest heart of hearts, her secret perverted fantasies. Total ownership and mastery of her body — no listening to her paltry protests, but ramming past her objections because he knew more than she when it came to what she needed at that moment. Was that pathetic? Shouldn’t she be filled with feminist rage at her own thoughts? She couldn’t muster the energy to try. Her bones were melting; her