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"God, you're so tight," he growls between clenched teeth, pleasure written all over his face, his eyes half-hooded as he gazes down atpussy, you know that Rina?"

"Perfect ain when he draws back and thrusts into me once more

It doesn't take hi into ainst the couch as he fucksbefore the pressure starts to build deep in my belly

Then he slides a hand betweentowardme hard, fast "I want you to come for me, Rina"

His finger reachesto catch her

"Come foras I thrust forward against his hand, pinned between his hand againstinto my pussy

"I'e to pant between breaths, the pressure so high now I can't stand it, can't focus on anything except the sensation of his cock, his fingers "Fuck, fuck, I'as around his shaft

But his fingers don't stop ainstI'll be sensitive, but also knowing how ain already "Oh, I'm not done with you yet," he promises, and that dark curl of pleasure in his tone hten

He angles his hips so his cock drags alonghands, rollingbefore that pressure builds right back up again "Coain, Rina"

I cry out, almost before the words are out of his as, my whole body on fire

And still, he doesn't stop "One ainst my mound h, so even that light touch—especially that light touch—stokes another fire in the pit of my stomach

I lose track of the orgasers, his cock, and the spikes of pleasure that shoot through my veins every tiles himself deeper into me

When he finally corowl of pleasure, it's all I can do to keepaloud at the white hot rush of his cu yet another spark of heat through my body

He draws out, and I gasp at the rush of heat that trickles downthe couch beneath me

“Wait” I cast a glance over s up, so…” So more of his cum doesn’t escape

He’s still breathing fast, and his eyes are just starting to clear from the haze of lust that had taken theh his hair, then reaches down to undo the shirt around my wrists

“It’s ok” I soal…” When my hands are free, I spin around and lie on my back

Cannon, for his part, graspsin front ofthe touch as he gazes down atof this eventually,” he promises

I laugh “Hopefully it won’t take that long”

He quirks an eyebrow “Why, sick of fucking me already, Rina?”

My cheeks flare red “That’s not what I meant”

“I know,” he replies, still s behind that snize So almost…wistful

When I figure I’ve been on ently pull hi kiss Our naked bodies press flush together, and for a et lost in that kiss

Then I remember

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He see at the sa for mine I duck past him and head toward the kitchen

"I'll clean up," I say, but he catches my wrist, stops me