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“Dina couldn't tell where she ended and where Scott began; it was hot and messy and every millisecond of it felt excruciatingly good. "I want to see you," he said, scooping her up and swinging her on top of him, so her thighs straddled his. "Ride this cock," he ordered. The command shivered through her deliciously. Dina was on top of him, and as he lay back she planted her palms on his chest, feeling the rollicking beats of his heart, knotting her fingers around the black curls of his chest hair. This was all new; she'd never been on top of a man before. It had never really felt like there had been time for it, like the guy had always been chasing his orgasm, and having Dina on top would have been as a waste of time. But not for Scott. He hissed with pleasure as Dina ground down on his cock, her hips thrusting back and forth, each movement sending a surge of delicious pulsing through her. It was almost too much for her, taking him all like this. Scott gripped her ass, keeping her moving with him as the wave of pleasure rocketed over her, the jagged, raw orgasm rushing through her. "Scott, Scott," she whispered, and he was there. His huge arms wrapped around her, his chest pressed against her, rocking gently as pleasure throbbed through her. "I can feel you coming. Come for me, sweetheart, come on this cock," he hissed into her neck, licking up the sweat that beaded there.”

“He teased the tip of his cock right at her entrance, desperate to feel her smooth heat around him. Dina hissed, shifting herself so she could take more than just the tip. "Should I make you beg for it, Dina?" He reached around her, caressing her clit with his thumb. "Please," she moaned, and that was all it took. Scott thrust in, pleasure cascading from the tip of his cock all around his trembling body. Everything about Dina was perfect, and she was his, she was his. Scott fisted his hand in Dina's curls; every inch of him sank into her warmth as she writhed in pleasure. "Come for me again, sweetheart, come all over this cock." It wasn't long before she shuddered against him, letting out a delicious moan. Scott rolled her over and scooped her into his arms, resting her ass on the desk. Down on his knees he tasted her again, sweetness and salt and something indescribably Dina.”

“And he buried his cock inside her, right up to the hilt. Rosemary cried out, the pleasure of every inch of her filled by Ellis's size was almost too much. "Fuck." Ellis hissed and drove into her again hard, his free hand circling her clit. "You're taking me so beautifully," he praised her, thrusting deep, again and again, building Rosemary up until she was shaking, twisting, no longer in control of her limbs or her speech, crying out as she clenched and came. She heard Ellis whispering, "Like that, good girl, come for me," and felt the roughness of his stubble as he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses to the breasts, and the wave brought her down. "You're so beautiful," Ellis said, looking down at Rosemary. Her brain warped at how he could say something so lovely, so endearingly romantic, yet continue to buck his hips, his cock driving into her. "So are you." She reached up to run a finger through his dark hair, tracing the silver scar on his forehead. She was learning what Ellis liked, and when she scratched the nape of his neck with her nails, he bucked suddenly, fucking her faster.”

“She'd give him what he needed. Her limbs were jelly as Ellis pivoted her on the bed, looping her thighs over his so she could ride him. "Good girl, ride it, ride my cock," he growled out, his hips punching to meet hers. She wound her arms around his neck, their panting breaths mingling, their bodies as close as possible. The only time Ellis's mouth left hers was when he bent down to suck her nipples, twirling his tongue around them until Rosemary felt the heat building in her core again. She was helpless to avoid it, this onslaught of pleasure. Her thoughts ebbed away, and she wasn't;t sure if she was moaning or whispering or screaming Ellis's name. Every touch rippled into a wave of pleasure, every vicious jerk of his cock inside her, every stroke of his fingers circling her clit had her floating away. It was heady, dizzying. She let herself go, knowing that she was safe, knowing that when this was all over, Ellis would bring her back down to Earth.”

“Scott seemed to have similar ideas, because his hands had moved to cup Dina's butt cheeks, massaging them. He let out a sound that was partway between a moan and a vibration, as he slipped a finger, and then two, into Dina's soaking pussy. Dina bit her lip, but a small squeak came out. They were going to need to be a lot quieter if they were going to do this. "Such a pretty cunt," Scott growled, moving lower. And then his face was buried between her legs. He lapped at her wetness with his tongue, first soft and then harder, flicking her clit in such a way that it sent shudders through Dina. She never came this easily, this quickly. Yet now she could feel it building with each motion. Scott's fingers plunged in and out of her, while his mouth sucked, kissed and did all sorts of wondrous things. He was everywhere at once. Dina ran her fingers through his hair, relishing the feeling of having him between her thighs. Like he was meant to be there. The voices still spoke on the other side of the door, but they were a whole world away. Nothing else mattered now. "Come for me, good girl," Scott whispered, his mouth still moving against her. Scott knew what Dina wanted; he would give it to her. Dina wrapped her legs around Scott's upper back, resting them there. From the way Scott shifted himself, she knew he liked it. And--oh fuck-- she couldn't hold on anymore, not when he did that thing. The orgasm swept over her in delectable waves, bright spots of light dancing before her eyes.”

“The roughness of his beard as he settled his face between her legs was excruciatingly delicious. Scott's tongue flicked her clit, sending a shudder through her. Before Dina could catch her breath, his tongue parted the wet folds of her pussy, pushing inside. His lips were everywhere, sucking against her wetness as if he wanted to taste all of her. Dina hooked her legs around his shoulders. "You taste so good," he groaned. Damn, this man knew exactly what he was doing. She opened for him, and Scott slid a finger into her smooth heat. She moaned, bucking her hips into him. He only fucked her harder with his fingers, curving his hand so that she could rock against him. "Good girl, just like that," he whispered, the heat of his breath on her cunt.”

“"Please," she begged. Scott didn't need to ask twice. This time, three fingers plunged into her, two at the front and one teasing her at the back. His tongue lapped her up, circling her clit. Building, building. "You're so perfect... fuck, Scott, there, right there, right---" The orgasm shattered through Dina, an ecstatic ripple from deep inside that rove all over her body. Just as she came, Scott thrust his tongue deep into her and drank her all in. Her body was jelly, her limbs heavy and sensitive and deliciously warm all at the same time. She knew he would make her come again tonight. Scott's beard was all wet--- with her. It shouldn't have turned her on so much to see herself all over him, but it did. Scott groaned, palming his own cock, as if he couldn't stand another second. That wouldn't do. "Dina," he moaned as she crawled off the sofa, pushing him back and slotting herself between his legs so she could see his full erection up close. There was just... so much of it. Veined thick ridges, and dark hair at the base. She felt slick again just looking at it.”

“Will you beg if I don't give it to you, Dina?" he whispered in her ear, sending a tremble right to her core. She would, she'd beg. With one rough tug he pulled her underwear off. "Yes," she hissed as he caressed the seam of her pussy, his fingers rubbing against her clit with just the right amount of friction. She wasn't sure how long she could last. When he plunged his fingers inside of her, Dina cried out. How could it feel so good? Had it ever felt this good with anyone else? "Tell me, Dina. Is this all for me?" Scott growled against her throat. "Yes, take it. Take me." She shuddered as his fingers pressed deeper, as she rode the palm of his hand. "So fucking wet," he groaned. The hard press of his cock against her ass cheeks nearly sent her into a frenzy as he continued to fuck her with his fingers. "Bend over for me so I can see you," he said, and Dina bent forward, resting her arms on the bed. Scott was gone for a split second, and as his fingers left her she already felt bereft. "Please, please," she moaned again, now on all fours. "Such a pretty cunt," Scott said, his voice breaking apart behind her. Then suddenly the emptiness ended, and Scott's mouth was there, licking, sucking at her pussy. Drinking her in. Dina let out a cry of pleasure as the tickle of Scott's beard brushed against her folds. He buried his face in her pussy, his tongue pushing inside her, flicking back and forth. And then his fingers were there as his mouth found her clit and sucked and kissed and then the orgasm broke through Dina, arching her back in pleasure, and she grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets. Scott didn't let up; he continued to hold her there, burying his face deeper into her seam. "Good girl," he said, lifting Dina back up as if she weighed nothing. She was glad to have his hands on her. She wasn't sure she'd be able to use her legs at that moment. She faced Scott, looking up at him through half-closed eyes. The aftermath of the orgasm still rippled through her in electric shockwaves. But she still wanted more, needed more. She needed to be filled by him.”