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The second I get into position, his palm connects with my skin with a loud smack. It’s followed by my louder howl of pleasure.
“God. Give it to me,” I beg, pushing my ass farther back and offering myself up to him.
I need it. I need it so fucking bad.
“Love it when you beg me,” he mutters as the familiar sound of a condom wrapper being ripped open hits my ears.
I look back in time to see him roll the rubber down his impressive length.
My body clenches at his sheer size. But I’m ready for it. So fucking ready.
He drizzles a generous amount of lube on his cock before shuffling into position.
My breath catches the second he presses against my entrance.
But as excited as I am for this, we’ve been here before. And it started and ended right here.
I swear, time stands still as I wait for him to push inside, anticipating the delicious stretch and bite of pain.
I need it more than I need my next breath.
“Do you have any idea how good you look right now, sitting there with your ass up, desperate for my cock?”
“Please,” I beg. “I need you.”
“Fuck. Yeah. The feeling is entirely mutual.”
And then, with that head-spinning confession, he gives me exactly what I need.
“Relax for me,” Cooper demands, and the second I do, he sinks deeper. “Fuck. You’re so fucking tight.”
“Maybe you’re just that big,” I counter, barely able to get two words out as pleasure floods my body.
He feels so fucking good.
Once he’s fully seated, he wraps both of his hands around my hips, holding me exactly where he wants me.
My head spins as pleasure floods through every inch of me.
“Fuck,” I gasp, dropping my forehead to my arm, changing the angle slightly, which makes Cooper hiss. “You feel so good.”
“I need to move,” Cooper rasps.
I want to look back. I want to see his face, but I can’t fucking move.
He wanted me under his control—well, he’s fucking got it.
I’m powerless to anything but what he wants me to do, and I’m fucking here for it.
“Then move. I’m good. Fuck me, Cooper.”
“Fuck.”
His fingers dig into my hips as he pulls almost all the way out of me.
“You sure about this?”
“Surer than I’ve ever been before.”