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across our lips, it’s raw. Letting go with her wasn’t what I expected; I’ve never felt so out of control.
    I slow our kiss, my palms burning against her cheeks. My eyes find hers, and the desire that pours from the deep green of her irises tells me what I need to know. “Face the table.” My voice is so low I don’t even recognize it.
    Her lips tremble as she takes a step backward. She’s all curves; her small form is an hourglass. The deep pink of her nipples, the slope of her breast, the warm tan of her skin… I can’t help but be hard again. I fist my hand around my cock as she bites the side of her cheek. “Face the table,” I repeat with a bit more command in my tone. She does as I ask. “Bend over, Bailey.”
    I groan as I bring myself higher with each stroke of my hand. Her compliance turns me on more than I thought possible. It helps that she’s laid out before me now— her round ass in the air, her legs parted. She’s open, ready, wet, just for me. I take three steps, and I’m right behind her. I notice her palms splay across the wood of the table; her fingers curl around the table’s edge. She’s completely surrendering herself to me. I release the grip on my cock and run both my hands along either side of her body. Her ass lifts higher as she shivers. “Keep your hands on the table.”
    “Yes, sir.” The word sir is just a breath, but it is full of need. I run two fingers across her smooth, bare pussy. I lick the same fingers, her taste fuels my raging pulse, and I know I won’t be able to draw this out much longer.
    How did I end up here? My work ethic, that ever present drive to give one hundred percent, to give myself peace through pattern and routine… that strict, regimented order that I crave? When I have her on my lips, none of it matters. This is undermining everything I hold as a standard. I don’t fuck like this. I don’t want to possess anything more than myself, but right now… as I sink my rigid as hell cock into her tight pussy, I can’t figure out where she begins and I end. I want nothing more than to have her, take her, and make her mine. It doesn’t make sense, this drive to have her, but it’s irresistible. Her muscles contract around me, and the low rumble in my throat erupts across my lips.
    “Oh God,” Bailey cries out, her fingers clasp the opposite side of the table, bracing herself as I bury myself within her completely in one rough thrust.
    My hands grip the flesh of her ass as I continue to punish her with an aggressive rhythm. I pull out almost all the way and hesitate before I rock my hips into her again. I lean over her body, my lips at her ear. “Bailey,” I growl, and my teeth nip at her earlobe as she circles her hips.
    “I’m so close, faster,” she whimpers and pulses around me.
    I quicken each stroke, each time my breathing becoming more jagged. She lifts her hips just enough that I’m able to reach under her, my thumb now moving against her, her clit throbbing. Her breaths coming faster, and her hips start to shake. Her legs buckle as she falls over that ledge of pleasure. Her climax milks my release, and we come together in a loud roar. I fill her to the hilt, my cock pulsing inside her. Bailey’s whole body trembles as I leave lazy kisses along her spine.
    I pull out from between her legs; her flawless body lay spent across the wooden surface. Her back rises and falls with heavy breaths. I inhale deeply trying to catch my own. My fingertips run along her ribcage, and she shivers. The palm of my hand ghosts across her backside, and my fingers gently run across her center. She gasps as I push them into her.
    “Cole, I-I can’t,” she stutters.
    “You will.”
    I lick my lips as I watch her come again. I curl my fingers inside her once more as she screams out my name. Her legs collapse fully now, and I wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her enough to hold her against me as the violent climax wracks through her body. I pick her up