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This is pure Dalton and he’s enjoying every torturous second of it.

“Tell me how good it feels, baby,” he whispers, watching every single reaction that flickers across my face with a gleam in his eyes that spells out trouble for me. I whimper.

“Dalton,” I say, trying desperately to move my hips against him but he has me locked in place with his hands on my hips. “I need more.”

He feigns a look of concern. “You need more?”

“Yes.”

His pace increases ever so slightly. At first, I think I won but after a moment, I realize it’s not enough and my answering cry brings a smile to his face.

“You’re so fucking pretty when you’re all needy, baby.”

I huff. “You’re an asshole.”

He laughs. And then slams his lips on mine as he increases his pace, giving me exactly what I desperately need. My head falls back and my eyes close, relishing in the feel of him. But he releases one of my hips and grabs my chin, pulling my head forward.

“What did I say about looking away from me, gorgeous?”

I whimper, keeping my gaze on his despite how badly I want to close my eyes and just feel him. “I’m sorry.”

“Maybe I should stop and make you apologize with your mouth.”

I shake my head, wrapping my arm around the back of his neck and pulling him closer. “No. Don’t stop. Please.”

“You remember what you’re supposed to do when you come?” he asks, his eyes doing just as much work to send me over the edge as his cock is. I nod.

“Scream your name.”

He smiles. “Good girl.”

Gripping my hips tightly, he increases his pace, thrusting inside me at the speed I so desperately needed and it takes every ounce of willpower to keep my eyes on him. His jaw clenches and I finally see some of that control slipping ever so slightly.

So, I jump at the opportunity.

Leaning forward, I kiss along his jawline to his neck before dragging my tongue across his skin. He groans in my ear and his grip on my hips tightens.

“Fuck,” he hisses. One hand slips back into my hair and gives it a tug, pulling me away from him, and then he’s shoving me back down on the table. His other hand stays on my hip, gripping it tightly as he grabs the top of my shoulder with his free hand and slams into me.

I let out something between a gasp and a scream as my body arches off the table.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he mutters under his breath, closing his eyes as the hand on my hip moves to my clit and begins circling the little bundle of nerves.

“Dalton,” I cry out and he groans in response.

“That’s it, baby.” He pinches my clit gently between two fingers. “I want you to come all over my cock. Let me feel you.”

His words are my undoing.

My body crests over that hill and then I’m screaming his name as my pussy throbs around his shaft. He groans and thrusts into me, riding me through my release and when I look up at him, his eyes are closed tight and his jaw is clenched as his hips keep up their pace.

I reach forward and trail my fingers over his stomach as I whisper, “Come for me, baby.”

“Fuck,” he roars, throwing his head back as his cock throbs inside me with his release. It feels so damn good and my body responds to his, clenching around his length. With his chest heaving, he drops his head and meets my eyes. We just stare at each other for a moment, both of us still lost in the post sex haze and then he smiles and pulls me up to his lips.

This kiss is slower but no less charged as his tongue tangles with mine and strokes the inside of my mouth. Before he pulls away, he gives me three more quick kisses and I swear to God, I’m melting.

“You’re fucking delicious, baby,” he whispers and I laugh, pulling away from him.