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he shoved in and almost hit the back of her throat, making her gag on his
powerful meat. And Bella loved it. Heaven help her, she loved it all…
    * * *

    When he took her, he took her slow.
Jason kept telling himself he had all night, and wasn’t going to just erupt
within a minute of sliding his cock into her slick, clutching, velvety pussy.
But damn, it was hard not to just let go. He’d had to wrench himself out of her
mouth before he came in her throat. Only to discover that her pussy was just as
punishingly sweet.
    He could feel her whole body still
fighting him, rejecting him – but there was one part of her that welcomed
him in, suctioning on relentlessly.
    Jason settled himself between her
thighs and bent to take her lips in a kiss. She clamped against him for a
moment, but then, like a moist, warm flower, her lips parted to take his
tongue. It was at that moment he surged into her and filled her pussy to the
hilt in one deep, hard stroke.
    Bella gasped out loud against his
mouth, her hips bucking involuntarily against his. Her body seemed to quiver in
response to his powerful penetration, which he in no way let off. Instead of
easing up, he drove into her more strongly, entrenching himself as far into her
tight, sweet walls as he dared. Soon, he could feel her moving against him of
her own accord, could feel her hips undulating in tune with his. Only then, did
he reach up and untie her hands, clasping them for a moment in his as he
deepened the kiss, eating into her mouth like he was starved. Finally, he
released her, bracing his arms against the mattress as he picked up momentum.
Looked like he wasn’t going to last much longer, Jason realized. He would have
to save the impressive performance for later. This time, he needed just one
hard, fast fuck to take off that hungry edge that had gnawed at him since
earlier that day when she’d said “yes”. Jason hoped to make her say “yes’ again
and again before the three days was up…
    He felt her fingers grip and dig
into his waist, before sliding down to cup his ass cheeks and squeezed. He
ground into her, banging her pussy with countless balls-deep thrusts till her
nails were digging into the firmness of his ass. He could feel her vaginal
muscles constrict spasmodically, and knew she was coming even before she
started to rock hard against him, a wail of pleasure sprouting from her lips.
He was glad to bring her to a climax for a second time, which meant he could
now take his own. Soon enough, he let himself go, breaking from her lips and
arching his back as he pumped deep into her cunt everything he had in him.
    He came and came till he thought
he’d never stop. But the second he was done, he realized with a wild jolt that
he wanted her again. Damn, it was going to be a long, hot night…
     
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    Every time it happened, she hated
herself. Felt shamed and degraded, not just by his almost insatiable lust for
her, but for her answering desire for him. Yes, her body soon came to want his
pounding, massive cock tearing into her. Her mind and heart rebelled against
it, but her body wanted, needed to be taken once more by him. And she
always swore it was for the last time. That she’d stand up to him.
    But she didn’t.
    The second night he invited her over
to his place, a well-designed house on the hills. There was a chef to serve
them dinner in his art deco dining room. The food, the wine, even the light,
civil chitchat they shared while they ate – it meant nothing. All she
could think of was him touching her again, his fingers raking over her body.
All she wanted was his cock, hard and punishing, fucking her till she came in
torturous waves. Their eyes met many times during the meal, and she could tell
from his dark, glinting gaze that he felt exactly the same.
    They left the dining room at last.
He led her deeper into his house, through the door of the master bedroom. She
barely had time to glimpse the massive California king size before he