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Chapter 11 by Felicityjones97 Felicityjones97

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James takes it slow

He began to move inside her, his strokes gentle but firm, filling her completely with each thrust. The feeling was exquisite, like nothing she had ever felt before, and she could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second.

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He kissed her neck, her collarbone, his teeth nipping at her skin just hard enough to make her gasp. His hand slid up her thigh, his thumb finding her clit once more. He began to rub, his touch light and teasing, as if he was savoring the feel of her beneath him. “I’ll go slow this time with this tight little pussy of yours, but once you’re used to my cock inside you, I’m going to fuck you like the slut I know you are.”

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Felicity felt a shiver of excitement at his words. She had never been talked to like this before, never felt this desired. It was as if she had been waiting her whole life for this moment, for James to show her who she truly was. She arched her back, pushing herself into his touch, her body begging for more.

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James could feel her tightening around him, her muscles gripping him like a vice. He knew she was close again, and he didn’t want to wait. He wanted to feel her come apart around him, to claim her completely. He picked up the pace, his thrusts growing harder and faster, his hand working her clit in time with his hips. “Come for me, baby,” he urged, his voice a low growl. “Come all over my cock. Show me how much you love it.”

Felicity couldn’t hold back any longer. With a cry, she shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm. She clutched at the sheets, her body writhing under James’s powerful strokes. He groaned, his own release building, his cock swelling even more inside her. “Fuck, yes, baby,” he murmured. “You’re so perfect. You’re mine.”

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And then he was coming, filling her with his warmth, marking her as his. He collapsed onto her, his breathing ragged, his heart pounding in his chest. For a moment, they lay there, joined together in the aftermath of their passion, their bodies still trembling from the intensity of their union.

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