I’venever fucked her like this before.


    We’rewild.Animals.Theway she’s wrapped around me,I’mdamn near close to losing control, soIstop myself beforeIget too carried away.


    “Doesit hurt from behind?”Ipull out and ask her for the thousandth time.Waitingfor her to speak,Irun my hands overAvery’ssmooth, round, fleshy ass.Ihave to constantly remind myself not to slip my finger into her other tight little hole.Itspooks her.She’snot ready…yet.


    Herass is poked up into the air and her face is buried into the pillow, so when she reluctantly mumbles something,Idon’t hear her.I’vebeen reminding her for the past twenty minutes to speak up, but apparently, she still hasn’t learned her lesson.SoIspank her ass, hard.BynowIknow not only can she take it, she also loves it.


    “Speakup,”Igrowl, rubbing whereIswatted, feeling her hot skin under my palm.Shepurposely mumbles into the pillow again, baiting me.Ismack her other ass cheek and she whimpers before she groans.


    “OhmyGod.Yes.”


    “Yes, it hurts?”


    Shemumbles something into the pillow again.


    “Areyou trying to piss me off,Queen?”


    Averylifts her head slightly and looks back at me, shing me those beautiful misty eyes.Herheavy makeup is smeared.She’ssweating and her hair is crazed.Shehasn’t looked put together since she was sucking on my cock so professionally,Iended up spilling my first load right down her throat.Butthe way we’ve been so rowdy tonight in my studio has kept me hard as steel.Notto mentionIlove the way she looks.Rightnow, make no mistake, she still looks like a fucking ten and a half. “AmIpissing you off,Finn?”


    “Alittle.”


    “Good,” she sasses. “Thenspank me harder.”


    “Oh,Iwill, but you need to answer me first.Doesit hurt?”EverytimeI’min so deep that my sack knocks against her clit she flinches like she’s in pain.I’mall for ying rough, but every woman has her limit andIcare about this girl.I’mnot trying to break her.


    “No.Ilike it.”


    “Ididn’t ask if you like it.Mycock ispletely coated with your cum, baby.<i ss="calibre2">Iknow you like it.</i>ButIasked you if it hurts.AmItoo deep?”Igrab a fistful of her ass. “Don’tlie to me.”


    “Ican take it.”


    “Yousure?Ican stop.”


    Shegrowls in frustration into the pillow and bangs her fist against the mattress, sending a few ck rose petals flying. “You’rekilling the vibe.”


    “Whatvibe?IthoughtIwas doing a pretty good job,”Isay, ncing at my soaked cock, evidence ofAvery’spleasure.Iwipe the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand.There’snothingIcan do about the sweat dripping down my abs.We’rewet.We’resupposed to be.


    Averyrolls over to her back and bends her knees, coaxing me between them.Thelook on her face is of pure intoxication.She’sfucking like she’s greedy, andIlove it. “PirateFinnwould never ask if it hurts.He’dtell me to throw my hips back and take him even deeper.”


    Pullingmy eyes away from her lush tits,Iraise my brows at her. “Didyou just sayPirateFinn?”


    “No,” she deadpans.


    Grabbingmy chest asIchuckle,Ibrush her sweaty hair away from her forehead. “Isthat what your dirty girl dream was about?Meas a pirate?”


    Sheblinks at me. “Ihave no clue what you’re talking about.”


    “Mhm, sure.”Iroll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger with enough pressure that we’re a touch past pleasure and on the cusp of pain.Shebites her bottom lip but doesn’t protest. “Whatelse didPirateFinndo to you?”Islip two fingers into her wet crease and she gasps. “Becauseyou seem to have really liked it.”Ihook my fingers and stroke the textured spot inside her walls and she cringes, knowing exactly whatI’mtrying to do.


    “Wait,Finn—<i ss="calibre2">oh.</i>Thisis…your…studio,” she says between moans.Ipick up the pace with my fingers.


    “Exactly.<i ss="calibre2">Mystudio</i>,”Isnarl. “I’lldo whatever the fuckIwant.Isthat pirate enough for you?”


    “Pleasedon’t,” she begs, but her body and her words are saying two different things. “Idon’t want to make a mess in here.”


    She’sunnecessarily concerned.Ichange the sheets after every boudoir session just for my clients’ peace of mind.There’sa mattress protector and fuck it—I’dbuy a brand-new bed just to watch her squirt again.Ilike that she can do it.Ilove thatI’mthe first one who showed her she could.Buther eyes are filled with worry, andIdon’t want to see the stress.Ijust want to see my sexy queen begging toe.


    “Fine.”Iremove my fingers and ce them near her lips. “Ifyou don’t want a mess, then clean it up.”Ismile at her wickedly but soften my tone. “<i ss="calibre2">Now, baby.</i>Openyour mouth.You’redelicious.Ipromise you.”


    Sheparts her lips timidly, andIshove both fingers in, forcing her mouth open wide. “Goodgirl, suck on them like it’s my cock.Youdo that so well.Younever needed me.Allthese lessons this summer, but you’re the one teaching me.Youtaught me how to feel good again, do you know that?Doyou know how excitedIam to be around you?I’mso into you,Avery.Youhave no idea.”


    Hertongue is upied, licking my fingers clean so she can’t speak.ButIcan tell she’s burning under the praise.


    “Doyou like how you taste, baby?”Iask asIpull my fingers out of her mouth.


    Shesquints at me. “Doyou?”


    Islide down her body and drag my tongue slowly across her crease just to prove my point. “Fuckyes,Ido.”Itake my time teasing her, getting a little more carried away thanIintended to.Herthighs tense andIfeel her toes curl as she wraps her feet around my neck.Herwhole body begins to tremble whenInip at her clit with my teeth.


    “Ohfuck,<i ss="calibre2">Finn</i>.Dothat again,” she begs.


    “No.”


    Hereyes pool with disappointment asIrise and position my tip at her entrance.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    “Greedygirl.I’vealready made youe like that twice tonight.Thistime,Iwant to feel it.”Iwrap my hand against her neck, softly rubbing the hollow of her throat with my thumb. “Eyeson me.Ifyou close your eyes,Istop.”Idon’t fuck around when ites to this.Whenher eyes are open,Ican tell if she’s breathing.Whenthey mp shut, it can go from dangerously sexy to torture.That’snot a gameIwant to y. “Youready?”


    Iwait for her small nod andIplunge into her sopping heat at the same time my hand closes powerfully around her throat.It’ssensory overload and she begins to panic through her coughing and sputtering.Iloosen my grip. “Calmdown.Shh.Igot you.”Herbreathing eventually goes rhythmic. “Doyou thinkI’dlet anything bad happen to you?”


    Shebegins to bridge her hips to match my thrusts and her shallow, panicked breaths turn into moans.Iretighten my grip and feel her getting wetter.I’denjoy the romance just as much, butImade a promise.Sheheld up her end of the bargain andmanded my boudoir studio like a professional model, and now she wants a rough fucking.


    “Lookat me,Avery,”Igrowl.Shewhimpers again as she locks her eyes on mine. “Ididn’t spend this summer preparing you for any man except me.”I’mtrying to y a part, but my words are true. “You’remine.Thispussy is molded to me.It’smine now too.Noman is ever going to satisfy you likeIdo.”Ilean over her and kiss her roughly.Herlips are swollen and her face is flushed. “Nexttime you have a dirty dream about me, roll over and wake me up.AndI’llshow you how much betterIcan do it in real life.Youhear me?”


    She’snear her orgasm.Averyhas an obvious tell; her eyes start to roll back in her head.


    “Eyesopen and on me, orIstop.”


    Shetries to beg me not to stop.Herwords are garbled.She’sable to breathe, but it’s strained, andI’vehad enough.Watchingher fleshy tits jiggle around is enough to end me.Mycock is so hard it damn near feels close to exploding.She’sclenching around me, making holding back my release intolerable.Ibury into her like a maniac.Ilet go of her throat and she gasps in relief, but she only has a minute.Irotate her hips so our legs are scissored and she’s feeling every single inch of me.


    <i ss="calibre2">Forfuck’s sake.I’mso deep.</i>Myentire length is on fire, burrowed inside.


    “<i ss="calibre2">Finn</i>,” she cries as she clenches her fists. “Don’tstop.It’sso good.Ican take it.”


    Goddamn.Fucking.Queen.


    “<i ss="calibre2">Goodgirl.</i>Iknew you could take it.Nowyou have to race me and win.Comefor me.”Mynon-dominant hand finds her throat this time asIlick my other thumb and swivel small circles around her clit.Ittakes her barely a minute to shatter around my cock, the pulsing and tightening sending me right over the edge with her.Iweave both of my hands through her hair, our lips interlock, andIswallow her sweet cries asIspill every ounce into her.


    Ittakes her what seems like forever to stop trembling underneath me.Ipin her down protectively, holding her, warming her until her breathing calms.Herchest rising and falling underneath me must cause me to doze off becauseIlose a moment of time and wake up toAverypushing on my chest.


    “Finn, get off me.Please.”


    “Sorry,”Imumble, peeling our sticky bodies apart.Rollingto the side,Iask, “Squishingyou?”


    “No,I’mjust dripping on you.It’sgross.”


    “Gross?”Reachingdown,Ipat between her thighs, causing her to mp her legs shut.She’scorrect.Sheis dripping. “Whyis that gross?It’smine.”


    “It’sjust a lot,” she mutters andIsmirk at her in response. “Proudof that, are you?”Shegiggles.


    “Ilike to thinkIhave a healthy, potent seed.”


    “Ha!AndhereIthought men only bragged about size.”It’sjust the sound of our hearts pounding for a moment and then her voice goes small. “Doyou want kids?”


    “Ohyeah.Definitely.”


    “Howmany?”


    Ireach down to find her hand and weave my fingers between hers before closing my fist and bringing her hand to my lips. “Asmany as my wife will give me.Preferablythree boys and then a baby girl thatIwill spoil so hard, she’ll be the brattiest little diva in the world.”


    “That’sa lot of babies,Finn.Youprobably need to get started soon.”


    “Hm, how much do you trust your birth control?MaybeIjust did,”Itease.


    “Okay, funny man.”Shetakes her hand back. “Ineed to get cleaned up.”


    Ipoint to the door to my right. “There’sa full bathroom in there.Cleanshower, fresh towels, everything you need.Whenyou’re done,e upstairs to the kitchen, okay?I’llmake us a snack.”


    Shesits up and looks over her shoulder, her long hair spilling over her back and her minty green eyes in a soft haze.<i ss="calibre2">Damn, that’s the perfect shot.</i>IwishIhad my camera in hand. “Iknow we said we would talk about things at the end of the summer…but in the meantime…”


    “Yeah?”


    “Whatis this then?Imean, shouldIstay over tonight?”


    Iclear my throat, trying to hide my agitation.Thegames are over.Ishowed my hand.Shedoesn’t get to hold me at arm’s length or run out on me anymore. “It’snot like we haven’t slept next to each other before.”


    “Thatwas a hotel,” she insists. “It’sa little different.Thisis your home.Yourspace.AmIsupposed to sleep over?”


    Isit up and nt a few kisses across her naked back before hoisting myself out of bed. “Yes, from now on, you sleep over.”Ipull on my briefs and raise my brows at her warningly. “We’regoing to have big problems if you don’t.”