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cupped her breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples. He ran his fingertips over her stomach and down between her thighs. He slid them in between her wet lips and slipped a finger inside her.
She let out a cry and he pulled back his finger in a rush. She was in the air, over his shoulder. He smacked her ass as she flailed. Then she realized that she was looking at his ass. She paid him back, smacking him with all her might. He gave her a short moan before tossing her onto the bed.
“I can’t take it any longer,” he said, climbing on top of her. “I must have you.”
“My father will kill you.”
“I’ll take the chance.”
He yanked his shirt over his head, wiggled off his shoes, and out of his pants in seconds. He shoved down his boxers and hopped into place on top of her.
“I hope you like it rough,” he said. “Because I am going to give you the fucking of a lifetime.”
She gulped. She’d never done it rough before. All her other lovers had been soft and gentle. She had no idea what to expect.
He pressed her knees apart, rubbed his fingers over her clit, then lowered himself over her.
“Wait, Ryder, I—”
Before she could tell him to be careful and go slow, she felt him. His cock was huge, almost too big. He thrust inside her fully with one hard motion.
She let out a gasp. The little shock of pain that came with his entrance eased as he moved in and out of her. She’d had no time to work up to this, no time to build up and settle in. He was already pounding in her.
He was moving so fast. His cock went deeper and deeper inside her, like he was trying to rip through her from the inside. She cried out, partly in pain, but mostly in pleasure.
“Tell me you love it,” he said.
“Yes,” she said. Her cheeks felt warm and she felt silly saying anything. She wasn’t used to talking during sex. Or making any noise.
He lifted her leg high in the air and set her foot on his shoulder. He slammed his body against her. In this position, he went even deeper. But she was so wet, he slid back and forth with no effort.
She wasn’t used to this speed or hardness. Her head spun. She couldn’t stand the waves of pleasure flooding over her. She dug her fingers into his back, into her hair. She whimpered with it.
“How much do you love my cock?”
“A lot.”
“Tell me.”
She closed her eyes and gulped.
“If you can’t say it, I’m going to have to punish you.”
She looked at him, a little scared. What did he mean?
“Okay then.”
He pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her stomach like she was a rag doll. He yanked her hips up in the air and he was inside her again. He smacked her ass and she cried out. Then he reached his hand into her hair and pulled until she whimpered in pain. He tugged her hair and thrust into her harder. Her ass slapped against his hips with loud smacking noises.
“You’d better come for me,” he said.
He reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles, harder and harder until she felt it creeping in.
“Are you going to come?”
“Soon,” she said.
He thrust into her harder and rubbed her clit until she thought it would come loose. But then, when she thought it was hurting too much and she almost told him to stop, the orgasm broke over her, making her tremble and tighten around his cock.
He moaned loudly and went even faster. She came harder than she ever had before and when it ended, she collapsed to the bed, shaking.
Tears streamed down her face. The emotion was too much for her. Ryder lay beside her, and looked over at her.
“Are you crying?” he asked in horror.
She wiped her eyes and nodded.
“Why? Did I hurt you?”
“A little, but it’s not that.”
She curled into him, her head resting on his arm. She just wanted him to hold her, but he seemed distant or hesitant or both. He kept his
She let out a cry and he pulled back his finger in a rush. She was in the air, over his shoulder. He smacked her ass as she flailed. Then she realized that she was looking at his ass. She paid him back, smacking him with all her might. He gave her a short moan before tossing her onto the bed.
“I can’t take it any longer,” he said, climbing on top of her. “I must have you.”
“My father will kill you.”
“I’ll take the chance.”
He yanked his shirt over his head, wiggled off his shoes, and out of his pants in seconds. He shoved down his boxers and hopped into place on top of her.
“I hope you like it rough,” he said. “Because I am going to give you the fucking of a lifetime.”
She gulped. She’d never done it rough before. All her other lovers had been soft and gentle. She had no idea what to expect.
He pressed her knees apart, rubbed his fingers over her clit, then lowered himself over her.
“Wait, Ryder, I—”
Before she could tell him to be careful and go slow, she felt him. His cock was huge, almost too big. He thrust inside her fully with one hard motion.
She let out a gasp. The little shock of pain that came with his entrance eased as he moved in and out of her. She’d had no time to work up to this, no time to build up and settle in. He was already pounding in her.
He was moving so fast. His cock went deeper and deeper inside her, like he was trying to rip through her from the inside. She cried out, partly in pain, but mostly in pleasure.
“Tell me you love it,” he said.
“Yes,” she said. Her cheeks felt warm and she felt silly saying anything. She wasn’t used to talking during sex. Or making any noise.
He lifted her leg high in the air and set her foot on his shoulder. He slammed his body against her. In this position, he went even deeper. But she was so wet, he slid back and forth with no effort.
She wasn’t used to this speed or hardness. Her head spun. She couldn’t stand the waves of pleasure flooding over her. She dug her fingers into his back, into her hair. She whimpered with it.
“How much do you love my cock?”
“A lot.”
“Tell me.”
She closed her eyes and gulped.
“If you can’t say it, I’m going to have to punish you.”
She looked at him, a little scared. What did he mean?
“Okay then.”
He pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her stomach like she was a rag doll. He yanked her hips up in the air and he was inside her again. He smacked her ass and she cried out. Then he reached his hand into her hair and pulled until she whimpered in pain. He tugged her hair and thrust into her harder. Her ass slapped against his hips with loud smacking noises.
“You’d better come for me,” he said.
He reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles, harder and harder until she felt it creeping in.
“Are you going to come?”
“Soon,” she said.
He thrust into her harder and rubbed her clit until she thought it would come loose. But then, when she thought it was hurting too much and she almost told him to stop, the orgasm broke over her, making her tremble and tighten around his cock.
He moaned loudly and went even faster. She came harder than she ever had before and when it ended, she collapsed to the bed, shaking.
Tears streamed down her face. The emotion was too much for her. Ryder lay beside her, and looked over at her.
“Are you crying?” he asked in horror.
She wiped her eyes and nodded.
“Why? Did I hurt you?”
“A little, but it’s not that.”
She curled into him, her head resting on his arm. She just wanted him to hold her, but he seemed distant or hesitant or both. He kept his
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