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her
legs.
    “Are you ready for me now?”
    She murmured in reply. She might have said Yes or Please.
    She felt him spread the cheeks of her ass
with two hands and then his cock was in her cleft. He rubbed the tip up and
down and she knew how wonderful it would feel when he made her ready to take it
there. She was not afraid of him. She had known him for a matter of hours yet
she trusted him. He would not hurt her or do anything she didn’t want.
    “How does that feel?” he murmured, moving
closer so his cock was held tight in her crack, leaving his hands free. He used
them to touch her throbbing breasts again.
    Jane whimpered and sucked in her lower lip.
    “Why don’t you tell me what you want, Jane?
Talk to me.”
    She panted her response. “Oh God, Pierce. I
want this to go on forever but I want to come. I need to come right now.”
    I need to come right now . Had she really said that? Had she begged a man she’d only just met
to fuck her stupid? No question she’d left her quiet, sane world outside that
massive front door of the Newland house. Her body quivered with her need for
release. She didn’t care how he did it to her—here on the table doggy style, or
maybe he would throw her onto her back and ram himself into her… She’d welcome
him any way he chose.
    “That sounds like an order.” She heard his
throaty laugh, felt his cock still pressing insistently against her ass. His
voice was rough against her neck. She would lay odds he wanted it as much as
she did.
    His hands left her breasts and inched their
way to the pulsating spot between her legs. “I could make you come like this.”
His fingers brushed her clit and she bucked against him. His hand moved away,
burning against the skin of her thighs. Heat swept through her in a wave. She
might melt on the spot, her body a puddle of molten lava. She moaned. “Touch me
there again.”
    His fingers found the spot once more and
probed amongst her wet folds, almost sending her over the edge. But she held
on, knowing there could be more. More of these sensations she’d never before
experienced and might never again.
    “You’re so wet,” he whispered in her ear.
“Do you like my fingers there?”
    She pushed against him in response, the cheeks
of her behind rammed tight against his abdomen, and still with that huge,
throbbing cock securely anchored against her. She could feel it, feel its
weight, its fire…
    He returned one hand to her breast,
fondling and tweaking, sending shards of heat directly to her clit where his
thumb stroked her with a feather touch. It was true what she had told him. She
wanted it to go on forever, because no man had touched her for so long. And no
man had ever touched her like this.
    At the same time she wanted to come. Her
whole body ached for release. Her head hung down and she watched his hand move
between her thighs. She had no thoughts. She barely had any conscious desires.
Her whole being was concentrated in the spot between her legs where Pierce
slipped two fingers inside her.
    She cried out, a long wail of yearning.
“You’ll make me come.”
    “Isn’t that the idea?”
    He pulled his fingers out of her and tilted
her hips toward him and upward, holding her while he guided his cock into her
expectant vagina. She felt the tremors already, knew she was close to the
fireworks display. She felt every delicious fraction of him slide into her,
spreading her wide. Because of the angle, he filled her completely.
    When he was sheathed deep inside her he
paused. “God, that feels good.” Then he began to move with rhythmic strokes.
    The fingers of one hand returned to wriggle
between her pussy lips and the other hand held her nipple. Strong waves of
pleasure began to build like a second heartbeat deep in her abdomen. As he held
her tight she bucked and moaned against him. She could wait no longer.
    “I’m coming, I’m coming!” she cried. She
threw her head back and arched against him with the force of her orgasm