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If we last that long

Stop that

I have no reason to think that he wants to leave, or that this isn’t so serious for Bryce It feels serious to ine hoill all work out That’s so we need to talk about when he’s not balls-deep inside ht now that’s really the only part that I’m concerned with

Headlights drag across the curtains of my front , and ht? The lights shut off, and I hear his car door opening, and the heavy sound of it being shut

I listen hard, and hear the footsteps up the walk, andout of my chest when I see the doorknob turn

And then it happens

Bryce strides in He’s wearing the sao, but his entire demeanor is different—sharper He shuts the door sharply behind him and strides across the rooer and I don’t resist as he pulls me off the couch and kisses me

He hasainst yesterday I’m pinned between him and the wall, and his hands roam my body with a brazen possessiveness that steals my breath

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Shoving downover my cheeks before he spanks one and then the other in rapid succession I gasp, the pain unexpected and bright and fading into war with every other sensation

He spanks ain, harder And harder still I cry out, the sound co fro—and shoves his cock inside me He doesn’t have a condolorious The invasion is sudden and co in the couch, sprawled under him, completely helpless to the force and pleasure

“What did you say?” Bryce asks, voice jagged and dark He grabs ether behind ain I’e He’s holdingI didn’t say anything”

“Good girl You don’t get to speak,” he says, thrusting deep “Open your mouth”

I obey ilazed with pleasure and acceptance Lace hits my lips, and Bryce fills my mouth with my torn panties I taste myself on them, the remnants of my arousal from before he arrived Fuck

His hands grip e as he pounds into et it The fabric in my mouth muffles as Already almost here And every time Bryce slams his cock deep I swear I see stars

The pleasure is sharp and dangerous, building to what feels like ht be an explosion inside s and knocks s keeping ht are the way my hips press into the couch and the sheer force of Bryce’s fucking

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