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moaned. River could do amazing things to her. She forced herself to grip his shoulder and massage. She knew it had to hurt him. Considering what he did to her, she knew she was probably being too rough because she clutched onto him tightly. She decided it would be his fault if she caused him pain.
    His hand left her other breast to claw at her jeans. She didn’t stop him when he unzipped them and tore them down her thighs to her knees. He gripped the front of her panties next and with one strong tug, material tore. She was astounded, her hands froze, realizing he’d just ripped her panties off and tossed them away.
    He released her nipple. “You stopped rubbing.”
    “Damn it, stop. I can’t think. What are you doing?”
    “This.” He turned his head to her other breast. His hand slid between her thighs.
    Her pussy was soaking wet when his fingers slid through her slit. She tried to spread her thighs but her jeans hobbled her. It didn’t seem to matter because he pushed two fingers inside her pussy, pressing his thumb against her clit at the same time. He slowly started to fuck her with his thick digits, rubbing his thumb tightly against her sensitive bundle of nerves.
    “Fuck,” Brit gasped.
    Her hips moved on their own without her meaning to wiggle against his hand. The feeling amazed her. Another moan tore from her. She didn’t rub his shoulder anymore, instead her nails dug into his warm flesh, kneading it.
    He released her waist. If she hadn’t been hanging on to him tightly she would have fallen over. He leaned back a little. She saw his hand fist into the sheet on his bed. He jerked the sheet loose and dragged it toward them. She didn’t know why he did that but she didn’t care because his thumb drew circles on her clit. It felt so good she knew she’d come soon and she wanted to desperately.
    The box of condoms came within reach. She watched him one-handedly tear into the box. Now it made sense why he’d just stripped his bed that way. He’d dragged the box closer by using the flat sheet. His mouth left her breast so he could tear the condom open with his teeth and then his mouth returned to her.
    2Her fingers went into his hair. She cradled his head as his mouth worked her nipple, nipping at it with his teeth and then suckling her. He shifted his lower body.
    River’s thighs pressed against hers for seconds and then he stunned her by releasing her nipple as he jerked his fingers out of her pussy, his thumb leaving her clit. A protest tore from her lips in the form of a groan since she throbbed with the need to climax.
    The groan turned into a gasp as River suddenly grabbed her waist with both hands.
    He stood, lifted her off her feet, and spun her around until she faced the bed but River wasn’t between her and it anymore. He moved behind her.
    He released her hips as he put her on her feet. One of his hands fisted in the back of her shirt while his other arm wrapped around her waist. She gasped as he forced her forward. Her hands shot out to brace on the bed as he bent her over where they stood.
    She saw his legs as he spread his thighs, putting his feet on the outside of hers.
    He entered her from behind in one fast, hard thrust, his cock rigid and thick. His hand left her shirt. The arm around her waist lifted her a little, angling her better as he started to fuck her from behind in hard, deep thrusts that would have knocked her over if he wasn’t holding her in his steady embrace. His other hand wrapped around her to dive between her thighs where he found her clit.
    Moans tore from her as he pounded his hips against her ass, driving into her faster and causing havoc to her system. She couldn’t tell pleasure from pain anymore. His fingers pressed against her clit, strumming furiously while he fucked her even faster.
    Brit clawed the naked mattress with her fingernails, her eyes squeezed closed. She heard him panting behind her, the loud slap of skin hitting skin, and her broken cries filled