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 Fuck me, Flynn. Please. I want you so bad.
 I know you do. I can feel it. The hand on her hip rose to come down with a
moderate slap.  You re so tight and hot for me.
 Please.
 Or maybe you mean somethin else, he said. His hips drew back and his fingers
left her pussy. She felt them fan across her butt, his thumb slipping into her crack. The
wet pad teased her asshole. Trepidation tightened her body but with Flynn in control
the hesitance felt right. She gave herself over to whatever he wanted, trusting he d sense
her boundaries.
His patient voice returned for a moment.  Breathe, sweetheart.
She exhaled, pushing the anxiety out of her lungs. His thumb rubbed in a tight
circle.
 Again, he said.
She pushed out another deep breath and he pressed his thumb inside. Laurel
swallowed and winced, accepting the violation, trying to welcome the sensation. Still
not her favorite thing, but with Flynn she didn t feel pressured, as though he were
trying to talk her into it. He was just dirty, ready to take, seemingly without permission.
For some odd reason it made Laurel trust him more than any boyfriend who d ever
tried to win her over by enumerating the many spurious feminist virtues of taking it up
the ass.
He must have felt her relax.  Good. His pushed his thumb in a little deeper, gave
her a few slow, short thrusts.  Good. We ll get you there sometime, but probably not
too soon. Not  til you re begging me for it.
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A wave of relief engulfed Laurel as he eased his thumb out and took hold of her
hip. She felt the tip of his cock tease her lips.
 Please, Flynn.
She watched his reflection. His mouth was open, eyes on the juncture of their
bodies. His broad chest rose and fell, deep and steady. He pushed in, the penetration
explicit in its slowness.
Laurel moaned.  Oh God.
He was big, seeming even bigger now that his matching frame wasn t distorting the
scale of things. In the mirror his entire body looked tight and strained, his face mean.
He eased in another inch, the thick, powerful feel of him making Laurel drunk.
 Fuck, you re tight.
 More, she whispered.
He grunted, pushed in, gave her another couple inches.
 Don t stop, Flynn.
 Yeah. He eased out, pushed back in, over and over until he had her filled. As
good as his arms and stomach looked in the mirror, she wished she could see his cock,
his ass, his back muscles. He gave a few long thrusts, all the way in, nearly all the way
out, making her feel every slick, hard inch as it slid deep then withdrew.
 Tight and deep, he said through a labored breath. He sped up, setting an even
pace, hands stroking her ass and thighs as his hips found their rhythm.
She craned her neck to meet his eyes, unreflected.  Flynn.
 God, I love your cunt. You re so fuckin hot. One hand left her flank to reach
around and tease her pussy and he brought his thumb back to her asshole, slick. It slid
inside, rougher than before, the feeling intensified tenfold by the thrust of his cock.
 Oh God.
 That s right. He pushed the digit in deep and kept it there as his cock pounded.
 I d fuck your mouth too, if I could.
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Laurel turned back to the mirror, adrenaline whirling through her body, making
her feel crazed and unafraid. She clenched her thumbs tight around the tape and
thrashed her hips.
Flynn missed a beat but started right back up, harder than before.  You keep still.
Laurel moved again, walking a knee forward only to get yanked back on the towel
by Flynn s hand.
 I said don t fucking move, he warned, cold eyes trained on her face in the mirror.
She let the feelings crash over her, fear and excitement heating her from the inside
out, the chemical rush in her brain compounding it all, getting her high. She struggled
again, this time trying to break away for real, needing to feel how easy it was for him to
stop her. Both his hands shot forward as he leaned over her, grabbed her behind the
elbows and folded her arms up beneath her, her shoulders and head coming down, chin
landing just above her bound fists with a soft thump against the towel. He pushed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]