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I reached up, turned her face back so she met my eyes. I was buried deep, sweating, but I’d have all of her or none at all.

“What do you need? I’ll give it to you.”

She blinked.

“Just you and me.”

Licking her lips, she reached out, grabbed the mini-vibe again. “Flip me over,” she whispered.

I pulled out—fuck, that was hard to do—then helped her over onto all fours, then lowered her cheek to the bed so her ass was up. I could see all of her. All. Pink, swollen, wet. Grabbing her hips, I lined up, then slid into her in a slow, delicious stroke. I groaned at how deep I could go.

She moaned, then reached back to hand me the vibrator. “You.”

I took it from her and took a second to understand. She clenched her butt, the muscles going taut, then relaxing. Her little rosebud also winked at me.

Ah.

She’d liked it when I’d touched her ass earlier. Fuck, the idea of taking that hole, claiming it as mine made my balls draw up. But she didn’t want that. Yet. I hadn’t told her that was an option. She was told to come with the vibrator and this was how.

It was still humming away so I ran it around where I was filling her, getting the tip of it coated in her juices. Then I sat it at her back entrance.

She startled, clenched. Cried out.

I set a hand beside her head, curved over her as I kept the little vibe just resting on that blatantly virgin hole. “Such a dirty princess. Does that feel good?” I murmured by her ear.

She nodded, then reached beneath herself and began fingering her clit.

“Such a good girl.”

I got busy then because I couldn’t hold back any longer. My woman was getting what she needed and by the way a sheen of sweat bloomed across her bare back, her inner walls squeezing and releasing, she was close to coming.

So was I. It was like a freight train, my orgasm, unable to stop for anything. I gritted my teeth and held off, pressing the vibe a little more intently against her sensitive flesh.

She cried out, deep and low as she came, her body tensing, then gushing satisfaction all over my dick. I thrust hard once, then twice, holding myself deep as I filled the condom. My fingers gripped her hips as I ensured that vibe and my dick hit every hot spot.

Only when she slumped into her blanket did I twist the vibrator off and toss it aside, pulled out and tucked her into the bed. I took care of the condom in the bathroom and she didn’t even move.