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ADRIANA

In my head, I’m still thinking of what to say. But outwardly, my mouth has already made that decision for me. And without giving me a chance to think it through, I find myself saying.

“Fuck me.” The breathless whisper doesn’t sound like me. I do know it was my mouth that moves. And fuck, it was still moving. “i want your hard cock in me.”

Xander didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as those words were out of my mouth. I felt him at my entrance. This time, it was his throbbing cook.

I hold myself up by my elbows and glance down between us. He hisses when he runs the head of his dick over my wetness. He does this a few more times, until; I’m writhing and on the verge of begging him to stop teasing me.

I call his name, just as he pushes in with a single thrust. We moan at the same time. Mine more of pain and his filled with pleasure.

He curses and I feel his had gripping my hips tight. He doesn’t move, he doesn’t breathe either. His face contorts, looking like he was in pain and