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“What exactly?” he asks, spitting on his thigh to make it slick for me.

“It’s like when they give you a burger, and you spend a few seconds trying to figure out the best approach.”

“Yours would be gulping the whole thing down,” he taunts me.

I smirk, and in the next moment, I’m being lifted. The head of his cock is pushing impatiently inside me. I thrust back to take him in. Slowly, inch by inch, he fills me, until his hips hit my thighs.

“Your ass opens up so easily, takes it so well,” he rumbles.

His fingers brush the bruise on my eye for a moment, taking my breath away a thousand times more than any orgasm. I can’t have this tenderness, I’ll never leave him like this. No. I need him to mess me up inside, to reach deep where it hurts.

“Bite me,” I beg him, tilting my head to the side. He nuzzles my throat, then sinks his teeth in hard. Yes. I let my head fall back as he sucks with his teeth, still digging in. My inner muscles clench around him, prompting him to do more. His hand slides to cup my pec, thumb stroking softly over my nipple. I still don’t move. I don’t need to. Speared on his thick cock, embraced by his strong body, I don’t need anything else right now. The world around me vanishes. I can only feel the way he has filled every hollow place inside me. Even the dark ones I hide from myself.

I smile at him smugly when I hear him gasp as I squeeze my muscles, strangling his cock while I rotate my hips.

“Fuck,” he grunts when I lift my body up and then drop down, stirring my insides with his length. Again and again and again. Riding him just like he wanted. Bouncing my ass on the tip of his dick, then slurping him whole inside again. God, it feels too good to be real.

“Your cum-drenched hole makes such wet sounds on my dick.” He pauses to let out a sexy growl as I keep fucking myself on his rod. “Turn me into a fucking beast.”

His words hit me in the pit of my stomach, and I whimper. He takes hold of my ass and moves his thumbs along the borders of the sensitive flesh, until they rest on either side of my hole, stretching it impossibly more than his dick is already doing.

“Do you want to see what really being stubborn looks like?” he suddenly grumbles threateningly in my face. Why is he going back to that now?

He grabs my wrists and pushes them behind my back. Something cold and rigid, very familiar, encircles them, and thenclick, he handcuffs me. Shit! I don’t have time to really think about this new development because he starts fucking upward into me so roughly I can only take it. I turn breathless, enjoying every single drive of his hips. My world narrows down to him. To us. Only us.

He licks my lips, but leans back when I try to kiss him. He always makes me so desperate for him. I fucking hate this edging crap. But at the same time, he fulfills every sexual desire and need, every craving I have, even the one I’m unaware of.

“Break me with your cock, baby. Fuck me deep and fill me up where nobody has ever reached,” I moan, rocking my hips with his now.

“Jesus Christ, this slutty mouth is going to do whatever I say.” He spanks my ass, adding the delicious sting to my bliss.

I nod. My dick hurts, my balls are full. I need to come.

“Open and suck on my nipples,” he demands.

My body quickly yields to him. I bend my head, brush his chest hair with my nose, and nip on his nipple before sucking the hard bud inside my mouth. His skin tastes salty and musky. I could lick him all up for hours. I wish I could do it. I move to the other side and give it the same attention.

“Come up here now,” he hisses, tapping his mouth.

I use my tongue to form a path from his chest to his chin, until I reach his lips. They part, and he sticks out his tongue. I suck on it, moaning at the taste of him, lapping, sipping from his lips. My nails dig into my palms when he pulls back.

“Fuck yes,” he moans.

“Luca.” A low murmur I can’t keep inside when I look in those piercing green eyes. All I want is for him to say my name back. But as he looks at my pleading gaze, all he utters is, “You are such a good little bitch.”

A chill runs from the tip of my fingers quickly to my heart, almost breaking it in two, while he continues to set my body on fire. I squeeze my eyes, as the two contrasting feelings keep fighting inside me. That’s when he kisses me. Deep and passionate, his tongue takes everything I have. And I melt against him, the ice around my heart thaws as the flame of lust reaches it. My body reacts to him so naturally. How can this be wrong?

“Holding on to my dick so tightly. My fuck toy wants to cum.” He stops and grinds inside me, keeping my hips still, making me feel his whole length digging inside.

I can’t move my hands, he still has them trapped behind my back, so I bite down on his ear. He spanks both my ass cheeks, making me cry out from the sharp sting.

“Who’s fucking this slurping hole?” His finger brushes against it.

“Nobody,” I reply between clenched teeth. He isn’t moving.

He abruptly impales me on it, my eyes almost cross, and my mouth goes slack.

“Who?” he snarls in my ear.