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later like he was planning.
    Taking himself in hand, he rubbed the tip of his cock against her slit, wetting himself with her juices. He proceeded to run himself over her clit with his cockhead. Her hips moved with him, her heel trying to dig into his shoulder as she sought to steady herself.
    He pushed himself against her, stroking his cock against her slit and her clit. Her breathy gasps urged him on, the hair between her thighs tickling the sensitive skin of his dick.
    And… now. He buried the tip of his cock inside her pussy, using his hand to pump the length of his cock. He trembled as he came, his cock expanding and her body accepting his come. He kept pumping until he was on the edge of raw, everything now inside her.
    Tank pulled out. Come dribbled from her, painting the sweet valley between her legs. He dropped to his knees before her, pulling her so her ass was on the edge of the bed. From there, he pushed her legs even further apart, so her tiny pucker of an asshole was visible to him.
    Her shocked voice floated from above. “What are you doing?” but he paid her no mind. With one finger he gathered up some come and started to circle that pucker, working it into her, using it to ease his path.
    More come, and slowly he opened her, until finger worked past the tight ring of muscle and moved inside her.
    “Tank!” came her cry, but he started to suck her clit again, all the while working her with his finger up her ass.
    He kept working her until she started to relax, her own arousal returning enough to have her moving her hips on him again. Tank reached over to the side table and brought out the lube he had been keeping for just this moment.
    He removed his finger from her ass but did not stop his assault on her pussy. Coating himself liberally with lube, now he pushed two fingers inside her.
    Jess’s hips came off the bed, but his shoulders kept her legs wide open to his assault. He pulled back. “How does it feel, baby? Do you like it?”
    Her voice was hesitant, but that undertone of arousal was unmistakable. “It’s different.”
    “I want in your ass, Jess. I swear I’ll stop if you say, but please let me.”
    He heard the swallow, and then, “Yes.”
    He stood, one fluid movement. Gently he lifted and turned her, so now she was face down on the bed, her ass in the air and those booted legs planted on the ground. He ran his hands down her ass and over her thighs. “You are a fucking goddess. Fuck if I know how one woman can be this damn sexy.”
    She gave a choked off laugh. “I already said yes. You don’t have to sell it.”
    In retaliation he bit her ass cheek, provoking a squeal in response. “I’ve got you cuffed and you still smart mouth me.”
    “Maybe I wouldn’t be if you put yourself to good use and got me moaning again.”
    Never let it be said he didn’t rise to a challenge. With lots of lube and three fingers, he began to work her again.
    He waited, from her first deep breaths and tense body, through her cut-off moans and shifting hips. He waited until he was hard enough he could have pounded stone. He waited until she was begging and pleading and panting. “Tank, I want your cock. I want you in me.”
    He played with her clit as he worked her ass. “You want my cock in this tight ass? You want me to ride you, baby? You want me to make you moan?”
    “Quit talking and start doing,” she all but snarled, and that neediness was what he had been waiting for.
    He lubed up his cock and pushed against her asshole. “Push back, baby. Don’t tense and let me in.”
    Her pussy was tight, but this, this was a whole different world. He worked himself in her, listening for any distress. Nothing except her deep breaths and trembling thighs. “You’re doing so good, Jess. You are so fucking sexy, baby. I wish you could see how good you take me.”
    He was babbling but he couldn’t stop. Her asshole expanded around him until he was all inside her, her body accepting his. He couldn’t