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Chapters (44)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise For Jodi Ellen Malpas
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
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  43. About Jodi Ellen Malpas
  44. Also by Jodi Ellen Malpas

“You’re soaking, Ava. That’s enough.” I will slip right in there, and I can’t fucking wait. If her pussy is tight, her arse will be . . . I shudder at the thought of my impending pleasure. “You’re not very good under instruction, are you?” I go in for the kill, pushing my thumb past her tight ring of muscles. We’ve gone backward. Moments ago, she was compliant. Docile. Not anymore. But I’m prepared to accept a little feistiness if it means I get to give her this experience. She trusts me. “Relax, woman.”

“Oh God,” she wails. “This is going to hurt, isn’t it?”

“Yes, at first.” But not for long, she has to believe me on that. “You have to relax. Once I’m in, you’ll love it. Trust me.”

Her head becomes floppy, her breathing even more labored. I reach for her neck and massage some more as I continue to get her ready to take me. She softens, and I mentally praise her, moving my hands down to her arse cheeks and pulling them apart. My teeth sink into my lip, my body tingling with anticipation as I guide myself to her tight hole. The second my dick meets her, she’s tense again, resisting my invasion. “Easy, lady. Let it happen,” I say, softly circling the tip of my cock across her skin.

I try again, my attention split between the back of her head and her arse, and I grit my teeth, advancing, moving my hands to her shoulders. “That’s it, Ava,” I whisper encouragingly. “We’re nearly there.” I can barely get my words out, my body sweating profusely, my dick sliding deeper and deeper.

“Shit!” she yelps, and I convulse, blinking rapidly to try and clear my distorted vision.

“Oh God, you’re so tight.” I start to vibrate, feeling her resist me again, every muscle in her arse clenching around my dick. “Stop fighting, Ava. Relax.”

And she does. Every part of her softens, and she moans.

“Jesus, that feels good.” So fucking good. “I’m going to move now, okay?”

She nods, and I breathe in, reclaiming her hips. “Real slow, Ava,” I assure her, slipping free, my teeth clenching.

“Jesus, Jesse.”

“I know,” I pant. Fuck, do I know. I quickly find my pace, slipping in and out easily, watching her body roll with the unexpected pleasure she’s finding from this. She’s felt nothing yet. “You feel amazing, Ava. I could stay here all fucking night, but I’m losing it.” I’m losing it fast.

She pushes herself back onto me, and I gulp. “Keep going,” she orders.

“Yes, baby. Are you close?”

“Yes!” She smashes back onto me, and I bark out my surprise, finding her pussy and stroking her to help her along. “Harder!”

“Oh fuck, Ava.” I circle her clit, powering on, my pace increasing naturally.

She tosses her head back. “I’m there!”