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Sebastian groaned as he sank into her, and she whimpered, clenching around him as she was slowly impaled on his shaft. It hurt, but it felt good, too. She was still sore from earlier, yet he was so gentle, and she was so aroused that it did not signify. They did not have much time together at this house party, and she was greedy for every moment with him, every touch from him, that she could get.

She wanted to feel him inside her, filling her. That she was exquisitely sensitive, that she could feel the soreness in her muscles… she did not care.

She just wanted to be as close to him as possible for as long as she possibly could.

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Being as gentle as he could—when he wanted to fully thrust himself into Mei’s body and wallow in the sensation of having her wrapped around him—was an exercise in restraint. He groaned as her hips lifted to meet him, allowing him to go deeper than he’d initially intended. Feeling how eager she was for him made it even more difficult to control himself.

Her hands moved across his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he flexed his hips, slowly pulling out so he could thrust in again.

As slowly as he could manage.

She felt like heaven.

Especially when she moaned and clamped down around him, as if her pussy was trying to grip his cock and hold it in place rather than retreat again.

“Sebastian…”

The way she murmured his name nearly undid him.

Her nails scraped over the skin of his chest, sending new rivulets of sensation through him.

“Do not do that,” he ordered, panting for breath as a shiver went down his spine. It was difficult enough to hold on to the reins of his control. The feeling of her nails across his skin, a little bite of pain against the pure pleasure, was more than he could bear.

“What? This?” Mei dragged her nails across his skin, a little harder than before, and Sebastian groaned low in his throat.

She truly was the minx he’d named her.

“Yes, that.” The confirmation was stated through gritted teeth.

Instead of listening, she did it again.

Enough was enough.

Sebastian shifted, moving so he could take her wrists in his hands and pin them down on either side of her head. Staring straight down, only a few inches away from her face, he could see the flare of awareness in her eyes as she realized how much bigger, and stronger, he was. The knowledge of vulnerability that accompanies such a realization.

“Little minx,” he said, moving his hands up her wrists to press them palm to palm with hers, entwining their fingers. Holding her gaze, he could see the delicate flush that pinked her cheeks at his words. So slowly, he moved his hips, pulling back, sliding partway out of her. “You are going to stop trying to rush me.”

He began thrusting in again.

Slowly.

Deliberately.

“I am going to take as much time as I want to enjoy your sweet pussy.”

He kept moving deeper, his voice becoming a low growl as he slid into her.

“The feel of you around my cock.”

Mei gasped as he bottomed out, gently pressing his groin against her swollen clit, while she squirmed and clenched beneath him. Her pussy rippled around the length of his cock as he held himself inside her.

Lowering his head, he whispered in her ear.

“And all you can do is take it.”