He flips me over with his strong arms. A soft pillow cradles my knees. The unmistakable sound of ripped foil crinkles in the air. His hands lift my hips, and he coaxes my legs open. With his fingers, he dips into my soaked core and spreads my arousal all over my folds and opening. Without a word, both hands grip my hips with force. He drives his hard length into me with a grunt. “Damn, Mel. You’re so fucking tight.” Hunter fills me to capacity. I pant as my slippery core adjusts to his deep penetration. My inner muscles squeeze him, and I relish the responding twitch and groan from him. “Mel, don’t. I won’t last if you do that.” Heady from the power I possess over his body, I take advantage of my kneeling position, pulling away from him before grinding back to his root. The friction from that small but deliberate move rocks both of us. “Again,”
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