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Dropping my face into the bed, I mewl, lifting my hips. He chuckles again, and then I feel something smooth and fat pressing between my cheeks. Immediately nudging.

“Open up, baby,” he commands. “Diablo wants inside this tight pussy.”

“God, fuck me. Te quiero…”

“My sweet, needy cunt,” he hums, pushing. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he yanks my head back, forcing me to look up at him. “Relax, baby. Let me in so I can fuck you like you want it.”

Back arched, I focus on relaxing everything below my waist. It’s easy enough because I am, in fact, a needy slut who’s desperate for this evil man to fuck me silly. But he’s so big, it still takes several generous moments of pushing, and another squirt of lube.

“God damn, pajarito, I’m gonna have to really try…” His words fade into a ragged groan as it finally makes its way inside. “Mmff, not to—fuck—come too fast.”

“Jesus…” I choke, my body stretching wide to fit him.

“Nngghh, baby girl…ffuuuckyea, that’s a perfect pussy, cariño…”

His rambling dissolves into a symphony of groans from us both as his dick finally breaks through. Instantly, my eyes roll back in my skull, and I sob. He catches it with his mouth, sucking my bottom lip, biting it hard while he burrows in another inch.

I’m burning alive.

“Unnghh!” My hips shake, and I can feel myself leaking all over the bed.

“Ohh, Angel,” he purrs my name into my mouth, shuddering. I nearly come just from that. Hard, hot body blanketing mine while he surges deeper… anddeeper. “Angelito, baby… God, you’re perfect. Take this big cock, love.”

“Fuck…me.” I sound like an idiot, but it’s all I can say.

I have no control over what’s leaving my mouth. I’m too busy being fed inch after inch of dick, breathing through the intense pain and visceral pleasure, until he makes it all the way in, and I feel his warm skin on my butt.

“That’s it, sweet thing. Mmm… Daddy’s all the way in. You feel it?”

“Uhh-huh.”

“You’re so full, aren’t you, baby girl?” I nod frantically. “You feel good?”

“Me encanta…” I mewl. “Dios… Papi, I’m… I…guhh!”

He chuckles, breathless and hoarse. “And I haven’t even fucked your brains out yet…”

A moaning growl leaves me, and I lick his bottom lip, biting it like plush candy.

He whimpers.Hefuckingwhimpers…

Dear God. I’m obsessed with this man.

This is so bad.

But it fills me with a swell of confidence.Becausehe’sobsessed too.

“You’ve always wanted to fuck this pussy, huh, Papi?” I whisper onto his hot mouth, licking then sucking his lower lip again.

“Fuck yes, baby Angel.” He draws his hips back, pulling a rough gasp out of me. Then he slams back in and I cry. “I’ve been craving this foryears, preciosa. Sosolong, I’ve wanted only to fuckyou, Angelito. Just you, love.”

“M-me… too,” I whimper.

Saying things I shouldnotbe saying… But I can’t help it.

Now that it’s happening, I can admit that he was the first person I ever thought about having sex with. I’ve wanted it for so long.

It’s true. And I can deal with how much I hate that later, when he’s not curling my toes.