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beneath his. His cock,
    already hard and unyielding, pushed against her stomach, left a trail of pre-come across her skin. He
    reached between them, rubbed the liquid into her soft belly.
    “Lick them,” he demanded when he brought his fingers to her mouth.
    She did as he requested, her pretty little tongue darting out and licking his fingers clean. He groaned,
    shoved two fingers deeper into her mouth, and she sucked them much as she’d sucked his dick.
    “Can you taste me?” She nodded at his question. “Do you taste yourself?” She nodded again, and he
    growled, thrust his fingers in and out of her wet mouth. “Your pussy tasted fucking delicious. Are you mad
    I didn’t give you an orgasm?”
    Another nod and she whimpered when he withdrew his fingers from her mouth. Reaching across the
    bed, he opened the drawer on the bedside table and pulled out a condom. He tore at the wrapper and tossed
    it on the tabletop before lifting away from her and sheathing himself.
    “Well if you’re a good girl, I’ll give you what you want.” He thrust into her without any preparation,
    just plunged inside that hot, tight pussy with all he had until he filled her to the hilt. “Will you be a good
    girl, Scarlett?”
    “Yes,” she whispered, arching against him, sending his cock deeper. Both of them groaned, the
    desperate sounds mingling together much like their bodies.
    “Fuck, you feel amazing.” But that was no surprise. He knew she’d feel amazing, and she didn’t
    disappoint. Hot, swollen tissues clung to his cock, dragged against him as he slowly pulled out and then
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    thrust back in. Her legs snuck around his hips, her heels digging into his ass and her arms circled around his
    neck.
    He loved the way she clung to him, as if she didn’t want to let go. He loved the sounds she made,
    sweet little sighs, low groans when he went particularly deep, her breathing accelerated, panting close to his
    ear. She was sweaty, her damp body rubbed against his and the scent of arousal, sex filled the air.
    “I’m going to fuck you hard,” he whispered in her ear. “And I know you can take it.”
    She nodded, another whimper escaping her, and he began to move in earnest, his hips slapping against
    hers, going balls deep and she cried out.
    Trevor stilled within her body, swallowing hard when he felt the rhythmic clench of her inner walls
    around his cock. “Scarlett. Did I hurt you?” Hell, he wasn’t a total asshole. The last thing he wanted to do
    was damage this woman.
    He liked her too damn much.
    She shook her head, her wild damp curls smacking him in the face. “No. Go deeper, Trevor. Harder.
    Please.”
    He did as she requested, fucking her with wild abandon and yet also great care. He didn’t want to hurt
    her, but it felt so good to pound deep into that tight little body. Her breasts bounced, nipples pink and hard
    and begging for his touch, and he ducked his head. Sucked first one, then the other into his mouth, biting
    the little bit of distended flesh, making her squeal.
    “Oh yes,” she murmured, and he knew for sure his Scarlett enjoyed a little pain, a little punishment.
    Her pussy was so wet it made a delicious juicy suctioning sound with his every withdrawal. He reached
    between them, his fingers finding her distended clit, rubbing and flicking and pinching it and she stilled
    beneath him, her agonized cry beautiful as she came all over his cock.
    “Ah fuck yeah, baby, you deserved that little prize,” he whispered in her ear as he bent over her, his
    own orgasm barreling down upon him. “You are so good, Scarlett. So fucking tight.”
    “Trevor,” she whispered, her arms squeezing him, her body still quivering beneath his. “Come,
    Trevor. Please.”
    “Jesus, Scarlett.” It roared over him, shooting up his spine, shooting from his balls and through his
    cock until he erupted with a shout. He came, the come wrenched from his body and spilling into