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he climbed onto the bed with her, never breaking their
kiss. Holding on to the back of her thigh, he pressed his erection
into her.
    “ Fuck,” she hissed against
his mouth.
    He chuckled, and she could
feel the vibrations from his chest on hers. Suddenly her hands were
on his back, raking her nails against his skin. She felt like her
body was on fire. It had started out as nothing but glowing coals
the first time she’d visited him, but slowly it had grown into a
roaring inferno. Now that she was lying beneath him, there was
nothing more in the world that she wanted than to feel him spread
her legs wide and ride her for all it was worth. In that moment,
her art didn’t matter. There was only one thing she wanted—and it
was the man teasing her mercilessly with his cock.
    Reaching between them, she
began to frantically pull at the front of his pajama bottoms. He
chuckled and clasped her hands. “Now, now princess.” He gripped the
hem of her shirt and tugged it up and over her head. Next he
unfastened the front clasp on her bra, freeing her throbbing
breasts. The tips tightened under the intensity of his gaze.
Dragging her hands above her head, he pinned her wrists to the bed
with one hand while supporting his weight beside her head on the
other.
    “ Mmm,” he hummed as he bent
and brought a light pink tip between his lips and suckled hard on
it. The sharp pain caused her to arch from the bed and gasp. A
fierce throbbing exploded between her legs, and she tried to close
them to ease the pressure, but he was still rocking and thrusting
his cock against her through her jeans.
    She was gasping and
panting. He left one breast wet and aching before moving to the
other. Harder and harder he sucked and rolled the nipple between
his lips while biting on the thick bud as he rolled his hips. Her
body began to buck and shiver as she felt the waves of pleasure
explode around her. With a cry from her lips, she arched from the
bed and clung to his shoulders. Did she just come from him sucking
on her nipples?
    He chuckled and moved away
from her. She heard the pop of the button on her jeans followed by
the hissing sound of her zipper. “Lift,” was all he said as he
coaxed her jeans and panties down over her hips and over her legs.
Next she heard the scraping of his pants coming off and the
mattress sagging beneath him as he climbed between her
legs.
    “ Hope you like it rough,”
he said, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her to him, “Because
I’m going to fuck you until you come, then I’m going to turn you
over and fuck you again. I’m going to ride you until you pop like
warm champagne, and then when you think I’m done, I’m going to fuck
you all over again.”
    She didn’t have time to
respond as he thrust completely into her. Amy screamed and sat up,
pushing herself down on his lap. He was enormous, stretching her
pussy walls to their capacity. It was a sweet kind of pain that she
accepted greedily. Together they fucked, his upward thrusts meeting
her downward thrusts. He buried his face between her breasts as
wrapped his arms around her back.
    Amy tightened her legs
around him, pulling a long and low lusty groan from his lips. “Fuck
Amy, your pussy is so tight,” he growled into her
shoulder.
    She raked her nails into
his back as he stretched her. He clamped his mouth down, sinking
his teeth into the tender flesh of her neck. The pain excited her,
and, to further encourage him, she clawed at him again.
    “ So you like it rough, you
little hellcat?”
    Truth be told, this was
the first time she’d ever had sex any other way that the missionary
position. Robert had been very traditional and boring, and up until
the moment Christian had pulled her onto his lap, she’d had no idea
that sex could be so . . . fun. She was discovering the dirtier
Christian talked, the more turned on she got. The rougher he got
the closer she got to coming. It terrified her.
    Feeling bold she pulled
her head back and gave him a