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grinding his cock into
her belly.
    Fiona moaned into his mouth, and he swallowed the
sound, loving that it was because of him that she was making those sexy little noises. Wrenching away from her, he tore
at her clothes until tatters of material fluttered around her body and landed
at her feet. She now stood in nothing at all, and his cock jerked fiercely
against his zipper. Ryker slipped his fingers along her collarbones. The creamy
swells of her breasts rose and fell from her breathing.   Cupping a full mound, he massaged the globe.
The sounds that came from her were needy and had him impatient for more. He
wanted inside of her, wanted his cum filling her up and marking her as his.
    Taking her waist in his hands, he moved her over to
the couch, spun her around, and pressed her upper body forward with a palm to
the middle of her back. The sight of her bent over, balancing on her toes, her
ass high in the air, had him fumbling like a damn teenager to free his cock.
When he finally took his shaft out, he stroked himself a few times and let his
eyes zero in on her ass. It was round and full, perfect for fucking, which was
what he wanted, so damn bad. Last night wasn’t enough for him. He’d never get
enough of her. Smoothing his hand on one cheek, he bent forward until he felt
his cock press in the crease between those big fucking mounds.
    “ Damn, Fiona, what the hell are you doing to me?” He had never felt so
out of control before. Tonight wouldn’t be about romance and going slow. He
needed her now. Ryker needed to mark her in every possible way, have his
handprints and bruises marring her body, his teeth marks covering her flesh.
And by the way she ground her ass against him, made sweet little sounds of
lust, and smelled so hot, there was no doubt in his mind she would give it all
to him.
    “ Please, Ryker. I need it.” Arms stretched out in front of her, she
braced herself on the cushions and moaned.
    Yeah, he’d give it to her all right, give it to her until she screamed his name over and over again. The scent of
her desire was like a punch to his cock. He felt the damn thing swell even
further between his thighs. Placing his dick at the center of her pussy, he
slid his length up and down her cleft, wetting himself with her cream. And then
he surged forward. A gasp left her, and he grunted as her muscles clamped down,
drawing him deeper inside. Hands on her hips, Ryker started pounding in and out
of her, faster and harder, trying to get as deep as he could.
    “ I want all of you Fiona. All of you, dammit.” He growled and thrust into her. Her ass
shook from the force and the sounds she made. Christ , the sounds she made had his balls drawing up tight to his
body. He didn’t want to come yet, not until she screamed his name, not until
she knew who she belonged to. “Tell me you’re mine. Tell me I own you.”
    “ I’m yours, Ryker. Oh God yes. I belong to you.”
    Sweat dripped down from his hairline, and he felt her
come around his cock. The extra lubrication had his dick sliding in and out of
her slick pussy with so much ease he couldn’t stand it. He pulled back, watched
his shaft sink in and out of her cunt, her cream coating the length. Seeing his
erection glisten with her pussy juice was hot as hell, and he worked himself
deeper, harder inside of her. She came again, incoherent words spilling from
her mouth as the pleasure stole her.
    “ That’s two, Fiona.   Give me one
more.” He fucked her like his life depended on it, and groaned out when she
came once again. Yeah, this was what it was about. This was how it was supposed
to be.
    She milked him dry, and he pulled out of her with a
groan. The image before him had his cock hard again, ready to go round two. Her
legs spread, her cunt pink and swollen and dripping wet with her cream and his
cum, was a sight that he would never forget. It was an image that was burned
into his damn brain. He palmed her tight ass. Spreading the cheeks, he looked
down