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him.
    “Damn, so tight,” he murmured gruffly behind her. “You’ve the tightest pussy, baby.” He splayed his hand flat on her belly and pulled her as he pushed his hips and he slid into her completely, stretching her all the way in. She immediately clamped around him, her walls greedy for his thickness.
    He moved her to lie on her stomach, pulling her under him, covering her back with his warm, hard frame. He lifted her hips, his hand snaking between her legs, his fingers, homing in on her clit. “Wes!” she gasped as he began a rubbing rhythm around her clit as he pushed in and out of her. He felt too huge as he expanded her walls to accommodate his size and she’d probably not spend a day without thinking of him inside her like this, feeling him like this.
    His fingers worked faster on her clit until she crying out incoherently, climbing fast to the summit, her pussy gripping his cock, milking it with the force of orgasm churning wildly in her depths, ready to explode.
    “Yes, squeeze my cock, baby. It’s yours, all yours.”
    His other hand mashed her breasts and plucked at her nipples as he thrust in and out of her, dragging his impossibly hard cock all the way to the tip and then ramming it back in harder and faster. The tight, wet friction wrung the coil of pleasure inside her tighter and tighter…
    Oh god, she was coming…!
    The door crashed open somewhere.
    “Av! Wake up! Av!”
    Wes cursed behind her.

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    The next thing she knew, she was roughly pushed down under him and she felt the comforter covering her.
    “Av! You won’t believe this! You guys are breaking the internet! You gotta—eeeekkk!”
    Ava didn’t know what Reena was seeing. She was pinned under the comforter by Wes’ big body and she couldn’t see anything.
    “Good morning, Reena,” he drawled lazily.
    “W-wes! What are you doing here?!”
    “Well…” his voice trailed off.
    “Why are you naked in Ava’s bed? Where’s Ava?”
    “Uhm…”
    “Is that…Is that Ava under the comforter?”
    Ava groaned and peeked out of the comforter.
    Reena squeaked, her eyes wider than a football stadium in shock. “Girl…?!” was all she managed to say.
    “Will you excuse us for a moment, Reena?” Wes said in this oh-so-relaxed manner you’d think he was just strolling around the park, not caught with his dick still inside her by her manager, no less! Oh God, what would Reena think of her now? This was a disaster. Hurricane Katrina level!
    Reena turned around abruptly, running for the door. “Of course! Of course! Sorry! I’ll be right outside, Av!”
    The door slammed shut.
    She tried to scramble from under him but he wouldn’t budge.
    “You didn’t lock the door last night!” she said accusingly.
    “Baby, I was so horny my only thought was how to fuck you six ways from Sunday,” he drawled and crouched above her again, pushing the comforter aside, exposing their naked bodies in broad daylight.
    She shrieked, reality hitting her in heavy doses now. “Let me go!”
    “Are you kidding me? I’m about to come and you were close.”
    “You can’t be serious! Reena is outside!”
    “So?” He began thrusting in and out of her again. Her pussy resumed its enjoyment of his cock but her mind was waging war with her horny body now. “Stop it, Wes!”
    “Baby, you can’t mean that…dear fuck, you feel so good.”
    “I said stop! This is rape!” she bluffed.
    “What the hell, Av?!”
    “Get off me or I’ll cry bloody rape!”
    He cursed and pulled out of her.
    She meant to escape him but he flipped her on her back and straddled her.
    “Let go!”
    “Shhh!”  
    That shushing sound was so famous and commanding it was already a favorite expression among his legions of fans that even she paid attention. She quit struggling and stared up at him. He looked so big above her, his muscles rippling in the morning light, his tattoos enhancing his physical beauty. Shaggy mane framed his chiseled face, making him