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The corner of his mouth curved in a smirk as his eyes stared at my asshole. “I think about how my cock will feel there. So tight.”

Just because I liked the spanking didn’t mean he could Fifty Shade me. “Don’t you dare.

“I love your ass. Love it.” He squeezed it harder and spanked me again. “I wanna look at it, grip at it, but while I’m inside your fucking, wet, slick, pussy.”

His words were unhurried, deliberate, sending fire in all the right places. He parted my legs farther, and he tasted me. He exhaled in me, swearing. “I lose all control as I lick your juice.” Bracing himself on his legs, he pushed forward, holding his cock in his hand. He looked at my bent body one more time, taking it all in. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

He gripped my hip, the other hand rubbing his tip against me. My head fell forward, and my fingers wrinkled the pillow sheet under me.

“Don’t hide your face from my view. I wanna watch as I fuck you.”

Fuck. Okay. Anything you want. Just fuck me already.I looked back into the mirror, and he pushed his cock inside me. His mouth opened with a wild groan. His hard abs clenched against my ass. “This is the best feeling I’ve ever had in my life.”

Yes. Yes, yes. FUCK YES.

His thrusts were slow, hard, deep. The grimace of sweet pain on his face gave me more pleasure. The pulsing vein in his neck. The white knuckles on my hips. The rigid breaths on my back. He was watching me with something like awe, but he wasn’t talking anymore.

That wouldn’t do at all.

“Talk,” I murmured.

He smiled, swallowing, sweating. “I try to sort out…how I can make you as twisted with need…as I am.” He circled his hips, speeding up his movements.

I closed my eyes, lost in the moment. “Mike…”

“Don’t close your eyes. Look at me. Look at what you do to me.”

What am I doing to him?! What is he doing to me?I cried out, snapping my eyes open. “What do I do to you?”

“You make me feel like I’ve never fucked a pussy before. Mi fai impazzire.Yourpussy is driving me insane, Carolina.” He brought his hands to my shoulders for support. “Fuck. The way your tits are swaying as I fuck you… Ahhh. Look at your ass. Your fucking perfect ass.”

“Oh my God,” I panted. His cock inside me alone was enough to rip me apart. This was so intense, so hot, when I had to keep my eyes open, when he was making me watch like that.

He squeezed my shoulders, his thumbs bracketing the curve of my spine. “Your skin is unbelievable, slick with sweat like this.” He bent his knees, his strokes frantic, my body rocking back against his.

I shifted my weight to my elbows and screamed, asking for harder, my fingers twisting into the fabric of the duvet. He pulled me back roughly with every thrust, and then he pulled my hair and leaned forward, sending his cock even deeper.

Moaning his name, I looked at his image, and he was wrecked, almost broken. His fingers dug into my flesh, leaving white and pink marks there. “I can’t take it anymore.”

“Don’t you dare stop now. Don’t you fucking dare stop.”

“God, Maggie.” He squeezed his eyes shut, running one hand in his hair, his other making its way to my clit. “You’d better come now, or I’ll have to come inside you.”

I gasped for breath, an ache roiling in my belly, my head thrown back against his shoulder. With his thumb and his cock reaching every fucking nerve in my pussy, I screamed his name like I never screamed before, my eyes wide open, the spasms of my orgasm magnificent.

He pulled out fast. “FUCK.” With one hand squeezing my breast, he lashed out in a frenzy of curses, spraying my ass with hot sticky cum.

He rested his own ass on his heels, recovering. I just glanced at him, equally spent, a long stretch of silence between us. I didn’t mind. I couldn’t move, couldn’t think.

“I never felt anything like this before,” he finally said, his voice sullen.

I rolled on my back, feeling his cum spreading on my ass and the duvet, wondering where this had gone wrong to upset him. “Like what?”

He lay on his side next to me, his expression unreadable, and then he kissed me.

“Like what?” I repeated with a smile.

He blinked, tucking my hair behind my ear. “Powerless.”