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She whimpers ayesand it’s the sweetest sound I think I’ve ever heard.

I’m just starting to learn how to expertly strum Owens’s body, but I think I can tell that she’s ready to blow, so I quickly pull my fingers out of her cunt and right when she lifts her hungry hips up for more—I slap her pussy hard.

Whack!

“Oh my God!” she screams as her body convulses for the second time tonight. This time I can watch her face as she orgasms, and revel in the beautiful mixture of pain and pleasure that clouds her expression.

“You want more? I ask her.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, please.”

Good girl, Owens.

“Like I said, there will be begging.”

I claim one of her breasts with my mouth again enjoying the feeling of her squirming under me. I start trailing kisses back up along her neck, near her ear, and then to her mouth where I slide my tongue in and hungrily take what’s mine. After a moment, I reluctantly pull away to look her in the eyes. I need to know that we’re on the same page.

“Are you with me, baby?”

“Yes.”

“I mean are you really with me?”

“Yes, I’m with you.”

“This is going to hurt a little bit,” I tell her. “But if you give me a second, then it’s going to feel fantastic.”

She nods her head.

“I trust you.”

Three words that cut me to the core.

She trusts me.

I will never disappoint Owens again.

I swear my life on it.

I spread her legs apart and massage her clit again. Then I lift them on my shoulders and pull her ass farther down closer to me. I line myself up against her entrance and try not to overthink it. If I do, then this won’t happen.

I’m horny, I’m nervous and I’m excited all rolled into one. I don’t want to hurt her, but the only way this thing is going to work is for me to get it in there and start.

So, I start pushing and playing with one of her breasts as I hold my body above hers with my other arm. She bites her bottom lip a bit from what I think is the feeling of a lot of pressure. I’m a big boy. There’s no getting around that. It will take some getting used to.

“Owens?” I hesitate.

“I want you, Coop,” she says in an almost guttural voice. “Please don’t stop.”

“Okay, baby, here I come.”

I continue pumping inside of her until I’m past her barrier and completely inside of her, and I swear I almost come in that very moment.

It’s tight.