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your tiny little hole, and suck every bit of honey you’ve got.” Those wicked
fingers slid into her sheath, stretching her almost painfully. She arched into
his hand and he ground his palm over her aching clit.
    “I want to do all those things.” He bit lightly at her
collarbone, leaving a faint red mark. “I will do all those things.” He sucked
at the tiny bruise, and she writhed as the sensation shot through her body.
“But not now.” He paused to lap delicately at her nipples, and Shannon sobbed
out an aching breath as he slid his fingers from her convulsing pussy. “Now,
you’ve got me so wound all I can do is bury myself all ,” he grasped his
cock, dragging it through the scalding wet heat of her labia until the
sensitive crest butted up against her clit, “the way in your tiny little body.”
He dragged the huge knob of his cock back down, setting it against the narrow
opening of her sheath.
    “Are you ready for me?”
    He didn’t wait for an answer, but began a slow invasion that
ravished Shannon’s senses. Twisting from side to side, he worked the widest
part of his cock through the narrowest part of her opening, and paused,
panting.
    “So hot.” He moved deeper. “So tight.” And deeper still. “So
fucking good.” He plunged home, dragging a broken cry from deep in Shannon’s
chest.
    At first he didn’t thrust. He pulsed. He stirred. He rubbed
the length of his cock along the sensitive inner tissues of her sheath,
stimulating nerves she didn’t even know existed. When he did thrust, he started
slow. Long, aching retreats. Powerful, irresistible penetrations. Shannon
groaned with each surge, arching into him and finally wrapping one leg around
his lean hips.
    He picked up speed, and the strength of his hips moved them
up the bed. Grunting, he flattened one palm in the small of her back, steadying
her as he powered in. With his free hand he pulled her other leg around his
waist.
    “Hold on to me,” he rasped in her ear, and she wrapped both
arms around his neck, burying her face in the damp fall of his hair.
    Hips working like a piston, he drew his legs in, knees up
for leverage, and let the beast go. The change in position had the base of his
cock grinding against her clit with every thrust. His hips were a blur, and
each movement stroked her from the inside out, dragging incoherent cries from
her throat.
    His lips caught hers in a kiss so carnal, so blatantly
sexual, that she thought she’d turn to ash. When he raised his head, his eyes
met hers, blistering in their intensity.
    “I need you to come now.” And she could feel it, just
seconds away. “Now.” His voice was sharper. “Dammit, Shannon, come now.”
    And she did. It racked her from the inside out, an orgasm
like none she’d ever experienced before. She could feel the muscles of her
vagina clenching around his cock and the sensation of him, of herself breaking
around him, sent a tidal wave of fresh convulsions through her. Her nails
scored his back, and she felt his primeval growl of response rumble through her
own body.
    She shuddered in the grip of a devastating pleasure for what
seemed like hours, until finally her vision grayed and she slumped back into
the softness of the comforter.
    Moments later, Shannon realized Matthew was still inside
her, still moving, and still hard. She took a second to marvel that she could
have had such a soul-destroying orgasm and not have taken him with her, and
then dragged her eyes open to catch his expression.
    His jaw was clenched so hard she was amazed it hadn’t
broken. He’d slowed his thrusts to prolong her orgasm, and now his body was so
tight she thought if she touched him, he might break.
    Lightly running her hands down his sides, she cupped the
flexing muscles of his ass.
    “It’s your turn now,” she whispered into the sweaty skin of
his neck. “I want to feel you come.” He jerked, and his strokes lost their
smooth rhythm. “Just let go, Matt.”
    His final thrust