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Chapter 16 by thenewagewriter thenewagewriter

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Pounding!

But she wanted more control. Pushing him off with a wet pop, she flipped them so he was on his back, knees up. "Pants off." He scrambled to obey, kicking them aside, his erection slapping against his stomach, red and eager.

Elena straddled his thighs, grinding her soaked folds along his length, coating him in her juices. He gripped her hips, eyes locked on where they touched. "Please, inside... either way. I need you."

She smirked, positioning her cock at his entrance—no lube this time, just her spit and his eagerness. She pushed in slow, watching his face twist in pleasure-pain, hole stretching around her girth. Inch by inch, until she bottomed out, balls resting against him.

"So tight," she murmured, starting a lazy grind, pulling almost out before sinking back. His hands roamed her body, pinching her nipples through her shirt, making her gasp.

He bucked up, meeting her thrusts. "Harder. Pound my ass." The words ignited her, and she slammed down, setting a brutal pace. Skin slapped wetly, her sack smacking his cheeks, while her pussy clenched around nothing, dripping onto his groin.

Alex jerked himself off in sync, fist flying over his dick. "Gonna fill you up," she warned, voice rough. He nodded frantically, ass squeezing her like a fist.

They came together—him shooting ropes across his chest, her pulsing deep inside, hot seed flooding him as her clit throbbed under her frantic rubs. She collapsed forward, kissing him sloppy, tasting herself on his tongue.

After, they lay there catching breath, stars peeking through the branches. "This is getting dangerous," Elena said softly, tracing his jaw. "Mark's starting to ask questions."

Alex pulled her closer. "Worth it. I want everything with you—your cock, your pussy, all of it. No more hiding."

Her stomach twisted. Everything? That meant telling him about her, fully. But as they dressed and parted with one last heated grope, she wondered if she could stop now, even if she wanted to. The pull was too strong, the secret burning brighter with every stolen moment.

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