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23 | Back Door
*** Third Person POV:
Eamon pulls out slowly, then proceeds teasing her other hole with the tip of his cock. The anticipation is palpable, the tension between them electric. He presses in slightly, just enough to send a gasp escaping from Liliana's lips, her breath hitching at the new sensation.
“Eamon, I need a moment, I can’t…” she breathes heavily, her body trembling beneath him. Her words are a mix of plea and surrender, the conflict between her mind and body evident in her voice.
“You will,” he murmurs, his voice firm and reassuring. It’s not just a command; it’s a promise. He’s already decided, and slowly, he pushes into her, the tightness of the new sensation overwhelming them both. He stops about halfway, taking a moment to catch his own breath, fighting the urge to release too soon. The heat, the pressure, it’s almost too much, but he controls himself, determined to make this last.
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