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Yes.I’m almost there.Yes.

Then he stops.

“No!” I pant, my muscles tensing and shaking, burning like I’ve run a marathon.

My eyes snap open and slowly refocus, finding him staring at me with his molten gaze, the same unhinged spark I saw that day at Mystique, except tenfold more potent.

“You don’t get to come until I’m inside you. I own your orgasms now.”

He climbs over me and notches his hard cock at my opening. Then he punches it inside, just the tip. I tremble.

“Are you aching, Olive? Do you need my hard cock filling your little hole? Are you desperate to come?”

My voice doesn’t work, but I claw his back and nod.

“Please,” I beg. “Please.”

He chuckles. Then he slams home.

I clap my hand over my mouth, a shriek ripping out of my throat when he plunges his dick deep inside me like a battering ram.

A match ignites. Firework sparks. My lips part in a silent scream as I arch my back, the inferno gathering strength, ready to detonate.

But it doesn’t come.

It’s endless torture, waiting for the right person to punch in those nuclear codes.

“Oh sweetheart, look at you. My good doctor isn’t so good, huh? She’s a filthy slut underneath that prim and proper exterior. Fuck, do you know how good you look? Your tits red, nipples so fucking hard. Your legs spread and tight cunt leaking. Come, Olive. Come for me.”

I explode, his permission the last push I need.

Pleasure obliterates my senses, my body pulsing uncontrollably. I grab his arm and bite down on his wrist as he roars his satisfaction.

“Fuuuck.”

He pistons harder and deeper while unloading himself inside me. I feel every twitch, every throb, his cum acting like lighter fluid to a blazing fire, my orgasm unabating. I can only clutch him tightly as I shake beneath him, letting him use me, lose himself inside me.

Soon, the sparks rise again and I bite down harder as my body quakes. It’s too much. I can’t breathe.

Then I taste blood.

Rex hisses as a smidge of wetness coats my lips.

“Yes, fuck yes! Another one, Olive.” His cock tunnels inside my pussy, slamming home again and again. The sounds of our bodies colliding are an erotic soundtrack in the room.

“I can’t stop corrupting you, Olive. I can’t stop myself. I’m going to be so fucking selfish and imprint myself on you so you’ll feel my cock even after this trip. So you can think about this at night in your apartment, about me, my cock, about how I make you come so hard, you see stars.”

A dam breaks and I burst, wetness spurting out as my vision darkens. I’m barely aware of my surroundings, my nerves short-circuited, my body twitching, throbbing. I’m a marionette under him.

Then I feel another spurt, another load from his cock as he slams his lips on mine, kissing me, sucking the soul out of me, stealing my breath away.

Knock. Knock.

I don’t register the sound initially, but then I feel it.

Rex freezing.

Knock. Knock.