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Jesus, I’ to last

“Sloan…baby Slon”

“Why? So you can catch your breath and try to take back control?” She gives h “No”

I intoturns almost as erratic as mine Her cheeks flush hotter A das to her forehead and the tendrils curling at her te up across rip sure to leave bruises on her so-pale skin, plowingexhalation as I shove her down deeper, teeth bared

The e fuck is fierce, unrestrained, and pri to my senses It’s catastrophic for my restraint

I don’t want this to end—I want to stay inside her forever—but there’s no fucking way I can hold out Need gathers low inInside aseto stop it

I don’t want to

With a snarl, I use allrhyths spread forain This doesn’t feel re that with every crash inside her, I fall in love a little bit more

“Come with me,” I demand

Her breaths are choppy and frantic as she nods, hips rising to meet my every thrust “Make me”

“Do it Now!” I growl out, balancing on the edge of ecstasy I know fucking ill shatter me

“Yes!” she screams as she shudders and pulses around me

That’s it I’one

I grip the are into her over and over like aaround me as I unload—body, heart, and soul—deep inside her with a shout that doesn’t even sound human

Pleasure pulls , only aware of her, the h my body, and the fact I feel transformed