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and patient. Tonight, as he fucked me senseless, he unleashed the feral alpha male he kept hidden. A
    never-ending stream of oohs and ahs burst from my lips. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't even
    form complete words as he ravished me.
    "Uhh! Uhh! Unnnh !" I came hard as Greg screwed me. The bed rattled beneath us. The wooden
    headboard whacked the wall in time with Greg's thrusts.
    "Take it, Nez." Greg pounded my pussy. "Take my cock!"
    "Love your cock," I said on a whimpering moan. "Love you fucking me, Greg."
    He growled again and jackhammered my cunt. I shrieked when he reached around to rub my clit. The
    waves of bliss rocked me as he forced another orgasm out of my helpless body. "Greg! Greg! Ah! Ah !"
    "That's it, baby. You keep coming for me."
    I couldn't deny him any request. Whatever he wanted, I would give. And right now he wanted me to
    come.
    When his fingers abandoned my clit, I groaned in protest. His palm cracked my ass and I yelped. "Ow!"
    He spanked me again, his hand slapping my butt as he fucked me. It was a wicked thing to do and made
    my pussy clench even as the prickly heat of his smacking hand blossomed on my ass cheeks.
    When he pulled my cheeks apart, I inhaled a nervous breath. I felt the warm dribble of something wet
    touching my virgin pucker. I realized it was his saliva a second later. He let a little more dribble onto my ass
    before smearing it around with is fingertips. A moment later, he penetrated my ass with one and then two
    fingers.
    "Greg!" I shouted his name in shock as he double penetrated me.
    "You like that, baby? Like my fingers in your ass and my cock in your pussy?"
    "Yes!" Oh, I really liked it. It felt so good to have my ass and pussy filled at the same time. I started to
    wonder what it would be like to have one of those toys he'd talked about inside my ass while he took my
    pussy. It would probably feel even better than the two fingers gliding in and out of my hole. "Please, Greg.
    Please!"
    I wasn't sure what I was asking for or even wanted. More, I supposed. More fucking, more fingering,
    more of everything. More of him. I wanted Greg. I wanted all he could give.
    Speared by his fingers and his cock, I went wild. I rocked on my hands and knees and welcomed every
    rough thrust. The fingers of his free hand twisted in my hair and tugged my head high. I relished the slight
    burn along my scalp and embraced the wantonness of our steamy fuck.
    Our grunts and groans ricocheted off the walls. The noisy slap of our flesh and the squeak of the
    shaking bed filled my ears. Greg leaned over my back and kissed my shoulder. I fell forward onto the
    mattress as he fucked me. Every thrust drove me into the bed. The new position made my pussy impossibly
    tight and amplified what we both felt. He swept my hair aside and nibbled and kissed my neck. Little zings
    arced across my skin.
    I shuddered as my climax exploded. Bursts of bliss rattled me. I shouted his name and reached back to
    clasp his forearm. He groaned my name and shoved deep into my cunt before spilling his seed inside me.
    The warmth spread inside me as he jerked and shot his cum.
    We collapsed on the bed. Greg pulled his fingers from me but stayed buried in my pussy. He kissed my
    neck and shoulders before finally pulling out of me and falling onto his side. He slid his arms around me
    and pulled me into his embrace. I let him haul me tight to his chest and enjoyed his heat and strength.
    For a long moment, neither of us spoke. Saturated with afterglow, I relaxed in Greg's arms and let my
    mind wander. The weight of what we'd done finally settled onto me. From the moment he'd first
    propositioned me to now, I'd been so lust-drunk I hadn't really given the consequences of our tryst much
    thought. It occurred to me now that things between us were irrevocably changed. There was no going back
    to the easy friendship we'd shared. We were lovers—for tonight, at least.
    "What is it?" His lips danced across my neck. I