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His fingers trailed down my body, hesitating for a moment before burying deep inside me, hard and fast. I cried out, the sensation overwhelming my entire body instantly.

"Oh, Teddy," I gasped, grabbing for him. He let me explore his body. I started jacking him off against the wall as he continued to finger me.

The roughness, the primal need in his movements, drove me wild.

"Move to the couch," I whispered, my voice shaking.

"No," he growled. "We'll go further there."

He lifted me off the ground with his leg, pinning me to the wall as he continued to finger me. His fingers moved inside me, curling and thrusting, hitting spots that made me see stars. My strokes on him became more frantic, matching the rhythm of his hand.

"You're so wet," he murmured. "Oh shit, you're dripping. I can't wait to taste you."

"Then do it," I challenged breathlessly.

He pulled his fingers out and licked them right in front of me, growling and moaning as he relished the taste.

"That's not what I meant," I p