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His tip was already spreading her open, forcing her to moan as she absentmindedly rubbed the vibrator around her mound.

“Fuck, yes.” Her groan turned into a teeth-clenching moan of acceptance as his cock slowly breached her tightest entrance. “Take my ass, Ben. Make me come from—”

She cried out halfway through that thought. A woman could only talk so much when her boyfriend’s cock pushed into her.

Inch by agonizing inch, he entered her. Her body was a taut wire with a whine of ecstasy trapped in her throat.I can’tspeak…A burning stretch bloomed into something deeper. The fullness of his cock in her ass stole her breath.

"Fuck," Benson groaned, his hands gripping her hips and holding her still for his invasion. "I’ve been fantasizing about this since I met you, Eden." He pushed another inch inside. "But your pussy always grabs me first."

A choked sob broke from her lips. He pulled back slightly, then slid deeper. The drag was intense – a friction that tortured and thrilled all at once.

“I fucking love how tight it is."

He reached for the lube. He slid back in, one long, smooth glide. She gasped while her fists clenched the sheets. The burn subsided, replaced by a thick, heavy pleasure that made her quake from within.

Eden’s body opened for him.Welcomedhim. Her pussy was still pulsing around the forgotten vibrator, but this was different. This was new. He owned her. Benson had her mouth, her cunt, and now this. Every hole was his. She was utterly and completelyhis. The realization hit her like a tidal wave, and a long, broken moan escaped her, a sound of absolute surrender.

“God, it’s so good.” Benson began to slowly rock, and Eden struggled to keep the vibrator near her clit. “Do you want more?”

She attempted to nod, but could barely move her head since it was so buried between her pillows. All Eden could manage was a mangled, “Yes, please.”

“You want me to use your ass to come?”

“Fuck, yes!”

He grabbed her hips and held her to his waist. “My pleasure, angel.”

The gentle rocking was a lie. Benson’s grip on her hips became iron, and he slammed into her with a sharp, brutal thrust that stole the air from her lungs.

He fucked as if it were a punishment to them both. Harder. Faster. The obscene slap of his thighs against her ass was the only beat she knew. Her moans were constant now, loud, unrestrained sounds muffled into her pillows. She was trapped. Pinned. She couldn't move, couldn't escape the relentless, drilling invasion that made her continuously lose grip on the vibrator.I can’t escape it…

But she didn't want to. Eden’s mind was focused on one single point – his cock. Slamming into her ass. Reaching depths she didn't know she had. The awkwardness, the initial pain… gone. Only the glorious intensity remained. He was breaking her open, and she let him.

And it was amazing. That a man this powerful, this dominant, could be so utterly obsessed with her pleasure. Even now, in this act of pure possession, he was attuned to every gasp, every shudder. He owned her, but he cherished her.

"Fuck yourself with it, angel.” His voice was strained with exertion. "I wanna feel it against your wall. Make it vibrate against my cock inside you!”

Her fumbling fingers obeyed. She plunged the vibrator deep, angling it just right. She felt it. And so did he.

Benson let out a guttural curse. "Fuck, yes. Just like that. Hot fucking damn!”

She could feel the vibrations through the thin wall separating her, could feel them resonating along his shaft as he powered into her. It was too much. The dual assault on her ass and cunt, the filth of his words, the overwhelming reality of being claimed by him in this way…

A primal scream tore from her throat as her orgasm broke through her, a violent, convulsing wave that left her limp and trembling beneath him. He did not relent.

Benson’s hands left her hips, one grabbing her shoulder, the other her arm. He hauled her up, nipples grazing against the pillowcase. Eden’s head fell back, baring her throat.

An uninhibited scream tore from her. "Don't stop! Fuck my ass!"

His fingers found her lips and shoved into her mouth. She sucked them hard, her tongue lashing against his hot skin. All she could do was moan as he continued to pummel her flesh.

"You love getting fucked in the ass, don't you?" he grunted, pistoning into her.

She moaned around his fingers. "Yes."

"You wanna feel me come in your ass?"

Her mind was a haze of pleasure and pain and pure submission. She wanted it all. She broke away from his fingers, gasping. "Yes! Come in me! On me! Everywhere! Ben, please!”