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she wasn’t going to wake her parents up. That would be bad.
    “Do you like your new toy?” I asked in an effort to distract her.
    She nodded zealously. “Yes!”
    “Do I get a thank you?”
    “Thank you.” She choked out the words.
    “Your welcome.” It was time to turn it up a notch. I flipped the switch to a higher
     speed.
    She shrieked with ecstasy. “What did you just do?” she moaned upon the change in tempo.
    “It’s such a fun toy,” I retorted, watching her writhe with tortuous pleasure. My
     cock was so hard I thought it would burst through my pajamas.
    Whimpers. “I’m going to come!” she cried as softly as she could which wasn’t softly
     at all.
    The words I wanted to hear. She bit down hard on her quivering lip and squeezed her
     eyes tighter, tears leaking out the corners. I clutched my dick as her whole body
     shook with spasms of pleasure. Her head fell back against the headboard as she rode
     her orgasm out.
    She was a sight to behold. Her body glistening and her face impassioned. A fallen
     angel. Mine to love.
    “Hey.”
    Slowly, she lifted her head and blinked open her eyes. She held me in her gaze before
     breathing one word: “Fuck.”
    My favorite word in the world. It was my turn to play with her. My cock was going
     to detonate if it didn’t get inside her soon.
    “My turn.” I frantically pulled off my drawstring pajama bottoms and freed my swollen,
     aching, hard-as-rock cock. Dropping the remote onto the bed, I crawled to her on my
     knees until I was positioned right between her splayed legs with my cock aimed at
     her shimmering pussy. Still clutching the buzzing egg, she looked at me, her eyes
     lustful and her mouth parted as if she was holding her breath in sweet anticipation
     of my next move.
    “I’m going to fuck your brains out, tiger, but I want you to play with yourself with
     the egg while I do.”
    She nodded feverishly. Without wasting a second, I drew her closer to me and plunged
     my cock inside her. It glided in effortlessly, her pussy so wet and ready. “Oh, tiger,”
     I groaned, “you feel fucking incredible.” On my next breath, I was banging her ruthlessly.
    As moans gathered in the back of her throat, I tore off her pajama top, craving her
     raw silky flesh against mine. I circled my arms around her slender torso and felt
     the sweet friction of her puckered nipples against my chest as she rocked with me
     and clenched my cock with her muscles. She’d gotten used to my size. My cock pulsated
     while heat coiled between my thighs. Fuck. I wasn’t going to last long.
    “Play with the egg,” I breathed against her neck. She nodded and I could feel her
     hand move back between her legs. The buzzing echoed in my ears.
    “Blake, I’m going to explode,” she screamed, digging the nails of her free hand into
     my bicep.
    I quickly smashed my lips on hers to smother her sounds before she woke up not only
     her parents, but the entire neighborhood. This girl was one hell of a screamer.
    On a deep thrust, my climax surged forward and I squeezed her tightly against me.
     “Eyes, tiger!” I wanted her to watch me come.
    As her eyes pried open, I combusted, my hot release shooting out as she shuddered
     all around my pulsing cock. To stifle my own loud sounds, I bit down on her shoulder,
     close to her arched neck, for sure leaving a mark, if not a tear. I’d always wanted
     to bite her and now I had.
    Wasted, I collapsed against her, my head falling onto her marked shoulder. She ruffled
     my damp hair with one hand and caressed my sweat-laced back with other. It felt so
     good. She felt so good.
    “I love you, tiger,” I rasped against her sweet glistening skin. How easy these once
     unspoken words now came to me. I loved her so fucking much.
    She nuzzled my neck before taking my mouth in hers. “Blake, you’re a very naughty
     boy.”
    Indeed I was. Blake Burns was a very naughty boy. But Santa had looked the other way and given me just what I