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“What’s it going to be, Camila?”

“You don’t control me, Xander,” she replies. Her tongue darts out, licking up the underside of my length.

“Oh, fuck,” I hiss quietly.

Her small hand wraps around the base of my cock, sending immediate shivers up my spine. As much as I don't want to—I halt her, gently grabbing her wrist and guiding her away.

I grip my cock. “You want my cock in your pretty little mouth?” I gently slap the side of her face with it; her mouth drops open, tongue snaking out.

Oh, fuck.

This isn’t going to plan.

I slap her again. “Answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Agree to move in with me.”

She smirks, straightening. She places a firm hand on my chest and pushes me onto the bed. Climbing on top of me, she settles her centre against the tip of my cock.

“I can wait, my love,” she purrs, and my cock twitches beneath her. I feel like I’m about to explode, so I grab her hips and slam her down onto me, giving her no time to adjust to my length. She screams out as I bury my cock inside her and her face contorts in pleasure.

My hand shoots up to her neck, gently squeezing. “Be quiet, Angel.”

Guiding her hips up slowly, I settle her back down until she adjusts to my size. She picks up pace, bouncing herself up and down on my cock, moans filling the room as heady pleasure overtakes my body.

I’m not sure I can handle much longer watching her on top of me, so I flip us over so she’s on her back. I thrust back into her with no warning, watching as my cock moves in and out of her tight cunt.

I place my hand low on her stomach and add a bit of pressure, feeling slightly as my cock thrusts in and out of her.

“Look how fucking beautiful you look taking me,” I whisper through pants. A light sheen of sweat forms on my forehead.

She whimpers.

“Move in with me,” I grit through my teeth. Placing a thumb on her clit, I circle it, eliciting more moans from her.

“Xander,” she whines.

Her perfect tits bounce up and down with each thrust. Her face is pure ecstasy. Her hair is fanned out around her.

“Please, let me keep you safe,” I pant.

“Yes,” she moans out.

I stop. Dropping my forehead to hers, our breaths come in short and quick. I peel my eyes open to find her already looking at me. Those green eyes. The ones that I could stare into forever. The ones that remind me of the little bit of comfort I had many years ago.

“I would kill for you,” I whisper, slowly sheathing myself back into her.

I pull back out, placing both of my hands on her hips.

“I will hurt anyone who’s ever hurt you.”

Thrust.

“I will make sure their deaths are slow and painful.”

Thrust.