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He groaned, still lashing my clit, and I smirked, knowing how much stroking his head drove him to the edge.

His hand on my breasts fell away, lower to his cock.

I sat up, still writhing, as his hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft and tried to choke it again to stop himself from cumming.

The sight of him, working his penis at the root, was the most freakin’ sensual thing I’d ever seen.

I squeezed my thighs on his head, wanting to cum so hard.

Deacon was undeterred, releasing his shaft to concentrate on me once more, fingers thrusting in me, mouth eating, devouring and devastating me.

I’d had enough.

With more strength than I’d ever summoned, I pulled away.

He went on all fours, straddling me, his lips so wet and lush, his eyes half-mast with lust.

‘Ana,’ he warned in a hoarse rumble.

I grabbed his shoulders and flipped him over, no small feat.

He lay on his back, eyes on me, biting his lip as I swung one thigh over his waist, reaching for the prize.

I took hold of the throbbing length and pumped it once, twice.

His head arced into the pillows, a hoarse moan leaving his lips as I worked him.

A pearly drop of cum appeared on his tip, and I bent over to lick him.

He bucked, letting out a guttural groan.

‘Ana, please.’

‘Are you now doing the begging?’

‘You play games with me, and I’ll flip you on your fours and ride you from behind.’

‘But you want this, me on top of you.’

He’d always loved me riding him, and his eyes glittered.

‘On it, now,’ he muttered, the veins on his neck standing out as he arched his head once more as I cradled his balls and added more pumps.

His hips were now jerking up, and I was about to lose it, so I shifted, canting over his cock and lowering myself.

When his shaft head touched my pussy lips, we took ragged inhales.

‘Woman,’ he growled as I savored the moment.

His hands went to my waist, and with a grunt he pushed me down, and his cock slammed into me to the hilt.

We both lost it then.

His thick, hard dick drove into me, his pelvis working me deep with savage upward thrusts.

I swirled my waist as he pounded into me.

Damn this man and all the magnificence of him.