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Every inch of her is mine right now. Her tight pussy clenching around me, her shallow breaths driving me insane, the way she feels under my hands, her absolute submission. I didn’t even have to smack some sense into her. Such a slutfor me.

And fuck...

I like it.

I slow again.

My chest heaves as I stare down, watching myself disappear into her warm, sweet cunt.

I didn’t even warm her up.

I stop.

What the hell?

Why do I care if she’s hurting?

Since when do I stop?

That’s not me. That’s never been me.

I hang my head, confused. Breathing hard. I lean over, forehead dropping to her shoulder.

“Grayson...” she says, her voice muffled behind her hands. “I’m sorry I made you mad.”

What?

My brows knit.

She’s apologizing?

I glance at her, and her eyes are curving. I pry her hands from her mouth.

“What the hell are you smiling about?” I snap, more confused.

She hesitates, blinking fast, like her brain’s racing to decide if she should say it.

Then, she blurts:

“I only said I wanted to sleep around so I could get experience. So I’d be good enough for you.”

Mystomach lurches.

She bites her lip, but her smile comes back. “I’m just happy I got to... give you a blowjob. And that you’re having sex with me again. I’m inyourbed!”

I blink.

I stare at her. This girl who dare cross me. Soft, stupid, and fucking perfect.

My chest stills, torn between praising or punishing this thing I never wanted... but can’t shake.

Without a word, I roll her onto her back and feed myself into her warmth again. I rest on my elbows, shielding her under me from the rest of the world. I want her to myself. This innocent thing I’m not supposed to have. A plaything I want to use. Keep.

I kiss her mouth deeply, the way I wanted to after I fucked her the first time.

My lips move down her neck, sucking marks into her skin, wanting to claim her even though I shouldn’t. I bury my face in her wild, damp hair and inhale, like it’ll ground me. Like maybe I won’t spin out of control if I just keep breathing her in.

She smells like chlorine, shampoo, and something only she has.